PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It's April

But the grayness

Makes it feel like January

Even though it's 80 degrees

And the slow sleepiness

Makes Friday seem like Sunday

But tonight I hope

To turn to the gray into technicolor

So take me out

And dance with me

Under blue lights

Drunk on purple wine

And hold me in your brown arms

And let joy explode in my mind

And color every thought

Every emotion

With a veneer of spectrums

And joy