red hard half
of a heart
yellow me
green sky
blue spilled blue
all over the place.
the orange frame
cannot
hold us.
we are a thousand
shattered pieces,
leaves on a fire-painted plate.
twisted in the air
we rewind
until the day in the kiln,
the day
my heart
was soldered to yours.
the day they put
our colors together.
i remember.
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