Voices are always
much more vivid
after a period of absence from them in my ear.
Nevertheless,
your burnt orange nature was so shocking,
that it was almost painful
And as I grappled with
how I had lived next to it for so long,
I realized that all the shades were wrong,
For when it was just us,
you'd stoop down to my level,
as your rough tones would break into melting amber.
But today was not the case,
as the energy coursing through your throat,
was a bright, blinding tangerine
My name in your mouth seared me,
my ears burned as I listened to you sing,
The pulsating light left me squinting in surprise
Suddenly I've found the motivation to remove myself from you.
For you no longer are the answer to the relaxation I seek,
As I accept that your makeup no longer consists of my cool tones.