of the Crossroad
Is a pale and hopeful colour.
Like blushing with gentle touching or
(Like knowing at first glance
that soon or later coming, joining.)
more vivid and stronger with time.
Deeper, more intense and layered.
Like sighing jeweled warm embraces or
(Like knowing beyond knowing
the way that lovers are aware.)
now, is the colour of the crossroad
Reached long before the dusk approaches.
Like diorite forever monuments or
(Like knowing every pinkish, streaky dawn
begins another day of love with you.)
Delilah Riordan, 3 May,