My Colors

January 30

This is my first short poem I have written. Please enjoy My Colors.

Black is dominance. Thinking of a dom I see black t shirts, black ink covering his muscular body. Black silk ribbons holding my hands tight and a black blindfold.

Red is Lust. Red lipstick smeared on my face, red rose petals littering the floor. I think of the lingerie I wore during our first session and the wine we enjoyed beforehand.

Purple is submission. I think of the hickies left behind from his bites. The deep coloring of the bruises from his handprints and spankings I begged for. Purple toys and purple soft wax candles.

Blue is intimacy. Blue sheets wrapping around us. Blue eyes I loved to stare into. I think of the blue set I bought because it was his favorite color. And the blue car we used to drive around forever just getting lost in conversation.

Grey is the day you went away. Grey skies and grey feelings of nothing. My skin fading into a pale grey color with sadness.

Pink is the distraction. The bubblegum drinks I knock back to forget. The tops I wear out with my girls while dancing to lyric less music. The makeup I wear to cover up my tears and the rose colored glasses I work to pry off my face.

Green is calm. Green are the colors of the workout sets I wear to build back my confidence. Green trees on the walks of contemplation. Green journals full of my thoughts.

Yellow is joy. The first rays of happiness showing between my clouds. The bright thoughts of the future and my light returning.

White is forgiveness. Understanding and processing. The blank slate I place on top of my past and the shower I use to wash away my heartbreak. I think of this while putting on the new white dress I wear for my next first date.