i only shot photos
in black & white
color escapes my canvas;
stellar collapsed bridges
leading to sinking cites
hills brushed by a gray breeze
& dying trees.
until-
a night at the Exchange
monochrome strobe
smoke & rays
then you;
silky cardinal dress,
polished amber hair,
eyes sleepy royal, brighter than the moon.
now in my darkroom’s ruby glow,
your colors bloom, a permanent print
the hills await a hinted tint,
the grayscale world begins to show
a spectrum lurking, longing within
i see them now, i see them now-
your cardinal, amber, royal light
exposing all my endless nights.