Compilation of Comparison

I'm not green, but given this water I'll grow
My arms are vines meant to hold and show
the roots of a love that only knows progression
the winds spread my seed that one day you'll know

I'm not blue, but my heart's learned a current
My pull, a gravitation towards beautiful mass
liquidity of emotions warmed by shining light
May I flow into infinity knowing how to last

I'm not red, but my eyes know how to burn
the heat of a gaze into my shroud of rhythm
a warmth found in my touch, my breath
My lips create a spark, for fire, my tongue's given