Colors

Blue is a storm: quiet, timid and patient but wild...

Wild as red and red is known to be crazy but they seem more shy

You can see it, you can't help but see it

The vibrant curse, blushing before your eyes

But black,

So luxurious, calm and romantic...don't trip

Mysterious in posture

Unbelievable until you meet

Brown

Settle things down

Chilling in a crowd

Bronze and jazz heard all around

Shoulders out and shining, proud

Unlike yellow

Bright

The height

But, it's the weight it carries

Recognizable

We see you too Orange

Loud and merry

Twirling around with sparkling eyes

Happy. Dizzy. Fun

As Green varies and chills

Laid out in the hills

Cartwheels and picnics

Malls and old school whips

The scene, the scheme, the C.R.E.A.M

As white lays down the law

Empty

Color of walls

Nothing at all