Colors Of You--Part 1--Black Series

Black.

Black feathers

At my 

Door.

I look outside,

Cold air 

rushes in,

I know 

You've been

Here.

Black

Sunbeams

Drop down

On me,

When I step

Outside.

A chance to

Breath air

That others say

Is vital

For

My survival.

Black

In my vision,

Always tuned to

Your frequency,

Of me.

They ask me

Why I wait

The way 

I do, 

Here on the edges

Of home.

I 

Would tell them

What I see,

But how 

do I explain

The colors

Of

You.


Colors
Of
You
Part 1
Black Series

A
Paranormal
Gothic
Romance
Series


By
Lisa M. Knigge

Written
June 28, 2020


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