Prism

Red like a rose,
like blush,
sweeping across a face,
lighting the night on fire
with the heat of a memory.

Blue like the sky,
like a song,
played to a melancholy memory
of someone who took flight
beyond the horizon.

Yellow like fear,
like the sun,
shining down on the day
when you leave your anxiety behind,
and step out into the light.

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