Subtle Hues

When I look to you I see future
neatly wrapped up like a spool,
its secrets tucked away,
warm hues
waiting to be found.

If I slip my hand too casually through you,
if I blast you too readily with light
you will dilute before me,
consuming yourself in a
brightness I can only
hope will one day let me
know the fragilities of colour,
and the subtle science with
which it’s brought to life.

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