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A Roytionality
By : Roy James Brown
I take one, deep split look at the mirror.
To realize I’m caramelized .
Sweeter then any other sugar pie.
Out of something Amazon, I’m given life.
I’m made! The coffee in me shan’t ever fade.
And away. Away. Away keeping every color of the day.
I’m a grade A.
A giant making way.
Rolling lilac luster tonight.
Standing in my six foot five.
I can do a tango like Feya Fi Fo Fom , of a black coral one.
Believe it to be prophecies ‘d, blessed with a pair of metallic golden eyes.
Sharp , swift dance specifically amber, struck and galvanized.
Wild spirit.
A mahogany danger. Jumping in a world so deep
Where I found a navy blue to keep.
Me discovering, a brand new blueberry.
These vibrant things I see.
Might mistake the groove in me,
To be an opal fate.
For a bright, glazed, maroon coffee cake.
Everyday celebrate the Ivory date .
And away. Away. Away keeping every color of the day.
The core color of my soul , yet to unfold.
Mahogany shaped twist of hot pink prison gate.
My whipped thoughts says it looks rather .
Still giving us a way to relate.
Apricotic way to wake, situate, an emerald beautiful day.
Let the colors take us way, away, away .
Cause in this world I’d rather just not fight
On the edge
Rajah insisted time to start living a periwinkled life.
Included the sound of a neyon beyond boy brown.
Colors all around.
I pledge this my Roytionality.



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