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Reflection and random scrawlings |
| What is the color of love? An orange door propped open Just waiting for you to come inside A friendly invitation, forever welcoming What is the color of love? A blue truck parked out in front A reminder they could leave, but don't A place for extended goodbyes that turn to chatter What is the color of love? A red heart, sacrificial Cut from paper beside burnt breakfast Or bleeding out, salvation for you and for me Prompt: image of a blue truck parked outside an orange building Use one sound in your poem |