I Am

I am the color red, pure desire, the love that kills. Blood-smeared lips and dripping scars. I am red, the anger in me boils like pulsating lava. Nothing sates a fires thirst. I am red, the drive of man, the setting sun. I am red, that which is within us all, our animal tendencies linger in our veins.

I am the color black, I am all and all is me. I am magic seeped into every day life. I am the devout devoid and still I emanate light without. I am black, the misunderstood shadow of past rituals and forgotten futures. So vast am I that I am nowhere but everywhere. I am black, try to see my light.

I am the color blue, I am you when you are sad, I am the you nobody knows. I am of the sky as he mimics the sea because she reflects him too. I am blue, the seemingly invisible breeze, the depths of a mirrored lake, I am new but old. I am the aging years and first skin. I am blue, the part that connects me to you.