Yellow scars,
yellow halves of a yolk:
split,
because you played me like a yellow cello.
But I still bathe in your yellow light,
sway from side to side, watch your yellow smile.
Under a yellow sky it’s just you and I-
hello yellow,
I’ve been waiting a while.
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 10:09 AM UTC
Yellow scars,
yellow halves of a yolk:
split,
because you played me like a yellow cello.
But I still bathe in your yellow light,
sway from side to side, watch your yellow smile.
Under a yellow sky it’s just you and I-
hello yellow,
I’ve been waiting a while.