Pastel Yellow


Pastel yellow filter
over all of nature
from behind my blowing hair
and blinding windshield glare,
the world's a picture-perfect blur

Yet everything is clear
love of my life is sitting here
right below my blowing hair
on my very chair -
me! I'm my greatest love affair

I'm eloping to tomorrow
left that dead-eyed fellow
who watched my blowing hair
and blinding windshield glare
ride off into the pastel yellow

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