Colour Unknown


In this poem, libs = lips. Apart from this tiny errata, the whole poem is so romantic and feels so true as I have felt it so many times with many beautiful women.

Chasing Seagulls

his eyes are deep brown
with a drop of a tone unknown

my libs tremble
in search of a word
to describe this shade
in which I want to drown

when he looks at me
I start to see
in colours that are not supposed to be

~AH

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