u use a bright pen that is last to be

picked in the packet. may u speak ur true

feelings on paper and pray. she can’t see

where ur love starts and ends. but she has to.

yellow is code. or a guide when it’s time

to trace such silhouettes, can u be brave?

stammer in Morse. leave her a dotted line,

and take radio silence to the grave.

show her the sunflowers. it is a chance,

confess in the only way u know how.

yellow is easily missed at a glance,

so boldly consume her in colour now.

it’s just wasted ink if she’ll never know;

don’t risk writing love letters in yellow.