I kinda like 
what you brought to me.
is it a silver ring?
is it a silent wing?
could we dance with it
or hold it till it's mellow?

Maybe in a day or two
the shelter will be filled
within a tangerine
a dozen sounds of stream
tears will flow and fly
on the bow that you hide

Blue, Green, and Brown (1952) by Mark Rothko



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