At a certain hour
before rest is yours,
aquamarine and forget-me-not
become nothing more than blue.
Royal, scarlet, ruby;
they’re all reds.
And lemon and gold,
just yellows.
Eyes and heart become
pieces of the whole of you,
and shades of love disappear
at a certain hour
before rest is yours.

© Blake Leitch June 3, 2016