love poem to my <3

This grey concrete jungle around me

With its oscillating tint

Trying to keep up with my changing mood

My chameleonic, mindful realm.

And I have boxes of things

Solidly colored things

Things with so many colors

Rainbows are jealous of these things

And I get to hold them all.

I do love this mundanity

I am grateful for it all

But I have a secret

A secret that can’t be contained in a box:

My eyes were closed to the outside

But now I can keep...