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Watercolor

steel grey clouds

filter sunlight

into a softness

dandelions

unconquered and

polaroid pale

sigh the same color into

gap-toothed sidewalks

suburbs

and parking lots.

I glazed past them before-

these swatches of flaxen bold

and golden hue

but now they tinge even

the edges of my star-struck vision

if colors could flavor

yellows would taste like you

I don’t pity Van Gogh

not anymore

I cannot pity what I deeply understand

and

slowly

deeply

I’m understanding

what it feels like

to fall in love

with yellows

and

with

you