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.