lemon ice yellow
lemon ice yellow
slipping down my tongue
pale as a smile
sharp and sweet
as yellow mornings
when someone's soft hands
wrapped me in sunlight
this brave color
this bite of frost
unfolds like a paper flower
untouchable
under the angry sun
slipping down my tongue
pale as a smile
sharp and sweet
as yellow mornings
when someone's soft hands
wrapped me in sunlight
this brave color
this bite of frost
unfolds like a paper flower
untouchable
under the angry sun
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