#WritcoPoemPrompt98
Life had no meaning for you until someone came along and brought out colors into your life.


Every color was vague until you brought back the black stacked in different shades,
the blue is now crisp, slick and sleek,
the green so vibrant it's easily seen,
plain pink plush and plump with the loudest red that's loud and clear,
but this black my black you return to me so soft
with a smoothness that's rarely seen it touches now deeper than ever before from the tips of my coils to my soul's core.
I've missed this black what it mean to me so sleek, so smooth so black it's me.


© sky