Oh, the multifariousness of it all
My purple priesthood arrived at conception
A blanketed blessing in cool blue babe dressing
Arching moons for crescent perfection
Freshly groveling green that ushered motionless streams
Into light-beamed reflections of promise
A light seen so honest
Glowing yellow like slow downs and suns sweet golden hotness
In transience I grew orange to phase through blocked sinus
Matched hearts and raged red at wits end for survival
Grounding clouded spectrum
In pages of revival posed as pots of gold
Admonished by black kettles
Hitherto
Passing through with crystal clear conscience
To reflect, refract, and disperse into chromatic magic
An illusive vow that was always real
An honest appeal
That everlasting covenant
Of life
In my sight was endlessly sealed
About the Creator
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