Pinks and Grey

Another poem in the works, pulled from my archive of daily writings. Only slightly edited.

Today I dress in pinks and greys,

brushed cotton, downy wool

blanketing this raucous mood

Your skin reflects a sun

released from ravages of day

Green glow, yellow overtone

Toulouse-Loutrec in grey

Your hair cavorts in tufts

tall and slender, too

combined, the fool appearsĀ 

to all but me and you.