Yellow #5

You paint me yellow.

I’m now a cactus flower

nestled in Anasazi sand.

I’m now shale scintillating

beneath quiet currents.

I’m now the soft pollen

of wild Indigo.

You paint me yellow.

I’m pieces of a prayer flag speckling Everest.

A swallowtail wind swept in June.

Chairs on the porch of a hidden cottage.

Day lilies in full bloom.

You paint me yellow.

Like fingers of a flame in late night summer.

A patio pitcher of iced lemonade.

September Aspens like falling medallions.

Sky high sunflowers bowing all the same.

You paint me yellow.

The color of warmth and home.

The color of childhood mornings.

The color it feels to smile.

You paint me yellow.

Like pumpkin pie for breakfast.

The glow from an afternoon window.

Sunlight through translucent wings.

The Plietes sisters gossiping.

You paint me yellow.

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