Simultaneous Contrast
What is the color of sincerity?
I always thought of it as pale blue.
When did it become so grey?
Finely sharpened honey,
a strange salve to seek
for sunburned eyes.
I am the queen of authenticity,
though I live a lot
in darkened rooms.
Nothing is ever black and white.
Have you noticed that ochre
can be the finest spun gold?
Hues are relative,
based on their neighbors.
Values are so difficult,
sometimes,
to divine.
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