Colours
Black waits, heavy-lidded and patient. Grey hesitates, fingers tracing fog across glass. Pink laughs too loudly and then stills, listening for its own echo. White stares without blinking. Red insists, pulse visible at the throat. Orange throws its arms wide, unapologetic. Yellow vibrates like a nerve held too close. Brown steadies the floorboards. Green inhales slowly, storing something unnamed. Presence plays with palette, hue adjust the tempature, saturation presses the sense until even silence glows.
