This is mine and 322sivart's entry to the Poetry Pairs contest. We want this to be as perfect as possible, so be as harsh as you care to be. Maybe a little more, even. Thanks to anyone who reviews.
Red is of anger, and also of love
Of passion that sends out the murder of doves
A pain on your fingers that's both bad and good
A varied emotion, brought far as it could
Orange isn’t quite happy, but also not sad
Neither fragrant or reeking or something made mad
Not lustful, indifferent, or some in between
Won't build you up, but won't swiftly demean
Yellow is drama - harsh on your vision
Railway trains that speed into collision
The sun that beats down on a hot summer day
The sculptor, abuser, that hammers down clay
Green is the color of deception and lies
The taste of salt tears when one forcefully cries
The new grass of spring only covers the dirt
And any such truth, it will only pervert
Blue is a sad one - matched with much fear.
The texture of paper, a scent all too clear.
Harmful to breathe, but risky to not
Speaking of things you would rather forgot
Purple is final, the color of peace
A warm autumn wind, and the wingspan of geese
The taste of hot chocolate that burns skin off your tongue
Climbing a ladder up to the last rung
Life is the plunge, or the pinnacle, who knows?
A man only walks with the colors he shows
All the tones; impressive, mournful, minute
A color will accept but later refute
The wheel and its colors silently spin
An endless flow of energy, an arco violin
If these colors take you, do not feel at fault
For the colors harden, crisp in the salt
Thanks for reading.
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