The Techicolor Phase by Owl City
PoMified by EppogirlXD
I am the red in the dynamite,
Sticks that you light up and make explode,
And I am the white in the files,
That seem to exile into different codes.
I am the green in the blankets,
That you wrap up with the other sheets,
And I am the blue in your big surrounding pool,
Which separates the platform and the wide zoo street.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed,
The colors of the evening stars.
You can go anywhere you wish
Cause I'll be there, wherever you are.
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
(I will always be your keys
when we are lost in the Technicolor phase)
I am the black in your feathers,
The ones that seem to blend in a bit with the white,
And I am the orange in your waddling feet,
A color that you visualize.
I am the gray in the walls that soak up
All the sound when you cannot sleep.
And I am the peach in oblivious little peeps,
That you entertain till you are fast asleep.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed,
The colors of the evening stars. (my darling)
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there,
Wherever you are. (my darling)
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
You people could (and probably should) make this better. I kind of just rushed through it.
PoMified by EppogirlXD
I am the red in the dynamite,
Sticks that you light up and make explode,
And I am the white in the files,
That seem to exile into different codes.
I am the green in the blankets,
That you wrap up with the other sheets,
And I am the blue in your big surrounding pool,
Which separates the platform and the wide zoo street.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed,
The colors of the evening stars.
You can go anywhere you wish
Cause I'll be there, wherever you are.
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
(I will always be your keys
when we are lost in the Technicolor phase)
I am the black in your feathers,
The ones that seem to blend in a bit with the white,
And I am the orange in your waddling feet,
A color that you visualize.
I am the gray in the walls that soak up
All the sound when you cannot sleep.
And I am the peach in oblivious little peeps,
That you entertain till you are fast asleep.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed,
The colors of the evening stars. (my darling)
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there,
Wherever you are. (my darling)
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
(wherever you are)
You people could (and probably should) make this better. I kind of just rushed through it.
yeah... for Creative Writing, I had to write a love poem. I don't like anybody in that way (right now, at least) so I ended up writing mine about Kowalski. It's a free-verse poem, so it doesn't rhyme, but... yeah.
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word you say
too many variables and equations
but I love it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as you experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
you are more careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
or make a fool of yourself
by making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3
When I hear your soft, smooth voice
I don't understand a word you say
too many variables and equations
but I love it anyway
Your clear blue eyes
masked behind protective goggles
as you experiment
with dangerous chemicals
In your world, the only thing
I can make sense of
is the fact that maybe
you are more careful when I'm around
don't want to hurt me
or make a fool of yourself
by making something explode
...
it doesn't work that well
but that's okay with me
<3