My eyes are crystal kaleidoscopes.
They are rainbow-makers,
and tonight, I see every color.
They merge into each other
like watery paint on a black canvas.
Curves and corners lost,
there is only a blurry haze.
For the longest time,
I’ve been overwhelmed by the sunlight
that tries to force its way in.
the candle in my head is lit
and the rest is dark.
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