I know the words you bury —
forbid they spill and expose your
rainbow coloured feelings
and rose tinted thoughts!
I know they're safe in you,
they can't escape anytime soon
because you lock them down.
I know hope and light whisper beneath your nails,
the ones you paint the blackest of black.
black means death and chasms and holes
but yours are always armoured
with silvery stars
painting the milky way.
