Bluish wishes, cleancut and serene
all of them somewhere in the back of my mind
none of them black, red or white
neither green, yellow nor lilac
no, all of them so very serene and celestial
Now what does that mean to red-black-me?
Have I reached the goal set out for me?
This goal of passionless noncommitment?
I've always seen it as a trap, a threat to life
certainly not for me who bask in rainbows
I want to lend myself to more than that
to serve myself by serving the sprightlier colours
when celestial serenity knocks on your door you open
you may not have to bid it welcome, but you answer the door
however, who can forbid you to have a secret back door?
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