Intoxicated

It was a mist of colour, 
And he emerged
From the floating hues
Of pink and blue and green
As he chased after
The one who had him
Intoxicated.
She slipped between his fingers,
Much like sand,
And time,
And laughed as she disappeared
Into a waft of red.

-A

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One comment

  1. indiafoodclub · March 4, 2015

    Reblogged this on India Food Club.

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