The girls!
The girls!!
Let's all gather around for an attempt at fostering grand words about the girls...
Red, brown, black, and yellow
They all combine to end any hint of sorrow
All meetings, all conversations, all hangouts...
Each loudly proclaims: "Mellow...mellow!"
Boring? The concept of dull has absconded
As red combines with black for strange antics
While yellow and brown sit back (All they can truly do is laugh)
But...no hostile judgements are anywhere close to being fulfilled
Absolutely no negative air...no feelings of remorse
Just love; All pure, thriving, lively, perfect love
And God, I have been bestowed with the best form of luck
What better reason to wake up at the crack of dawn
Than to sit and ponder over how at the hands of those colors, nothing goes wrong
How (yes, how!!) could I begin to feel alone
While all around me love is sown
When (oh, when) did I perform sacred rituals that left me with good karma
Because now for true amity I look no further
To see their reflections (never fabrications)
To be in their presence (always jubilation)
To know that with those colors I will always be mixed
All reassurances of a road that will never be wobbly
Count your lucky stars because I no longer have to
Amor, elsker, ame, liebe...however you say it - the feeling is perpetually present
And it is all attributed to those brilliant hues
Red, brown, black, and yellow
In my heart's eye's mind forever :')
*Each true word written here is dedicated to Emily Bonham-Janes, Riley Clayburn, and Bethany Sumner. Happy (late, late, early) birthday! All my love.