a lack of color
a lack of blood
a lack of life
a lack of light.

a lack of breath emerges,
the grey smoke,
streaming from your grey lips,
swirls around the grey air,
and fades into the grey sky.

grey clouds threaten us,
as my checks flush with color.

color.
color emerges,
from the broken brights.

color.
in smell,
in touch,
in emotion.

without color we are grey.

we are all grey.