yellow dress

i remember more colors last year:

my pink shirt on easter 

your yellow dress you wore when you got back from the other side of florida

where you spent so much time

did i ever explain to you how the color yellow makes me feel?

for a moment the world stops spinning and meshing 

for a moment the greyscale blear dream 

stops

and i smile at how yellow talks to your skin and says

"i could live inside you forever"

i take the yellow dress off

and lay next to you

—warm —

you ask if im okay

i say for now