Colourful by Tamsin Down

When you see a colour,
Do you think of me?
Does the scarlet secret tempt
You to find me there
Am I not the slippery back dancer
That twitches away from
the finger's grasp.
Does the green you see find
Me as the calming balm
to your frustrations?
Or, am I the cold blue
Of your hate and fear?
In these colours I am never found.
For I am the deepest of purples -
A rhapsody of unfathomable mystery
A legacy from the past,
Lingering in the present -
Projecting forth into the future.
Now that you know the essence
of my colour -
And if you can catch me;
You can keep me!