On Living Color

Everything was red
Thinking it was love
I tried to breathe it in
Bathe in it and 
Hide it in my pockets

When I went to 
pull it out again
on a rainy every day
I found a chameleon 
who called itself pain

It changed all to blue
getting deeper as I 
sank into the ocean
of tears that wouldn't stop
falling from my heart

{Prompt: "I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination.”― Charles Baudelaire}
Copyright: August 2, 2013