You are yellow,
And so am I.
Up in the powdered sky
We’re the color of the sun
The hue of lemon lollipops
The taste of summer and fun
The color of daisies
And the down of chicks
The aura of the 70’s
Like my favorite old kicks
In a mustard form:
Yellow, tattered, and torn.
So while the sky is dusty blue
And our faces are warm
Rosy cheeks and calico skies
Blue from after the rain had died
This yellow tints it all
Because yellow
Has made
Me fall.