you are red;
you are fireworks; beautiful, searing flames in short bursts;
you are ashes; long dead, but still scorching any who dare lay a finger on you;
you burn.

you are orange;
you are forest fires; wild, and untamed; refusing to be controlled;
you are rebellion; constantly fighting, unable to rest;
you break free.

you are yellow;
you are shooting stars; lying to the innocents; the ones who don’t know your true identity;
you are dandelions; false hope given to the wishes of the young and naive;
you deceive.

you are green;
you are spring; rebirth and new life; hope;
you are home; familiar, blissful ease;
you welcome.

you are blue;
you are hurricanes; angry, violent forces that want to rip the world apart; nothing stops;
you are erosion; slow, patient eradication; none even notice you;
you destroy.

you are violet;
you are mountains; unmoving wonders of the natural world; constants;
you are anchors; keeping those in need safe from drifting; ubiquitous;
you remain.

you are complex.

you are your own canvas.

paint whatever the ******* want to.