Jackets by Nimi

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A scoop falls into place—
soft thunder in a paper cup.

Cold curls against the tongue,
melting like a secret
it can’t keep for long.

Vanilla hums low,
chocolate speaks in deeper notes,
strawberry blushes at the edge.

The spoon dives again—
a quiet kind of greed,
sweet and forgiven.

Before it’s gone,
there’s that brief, perfect moment
where time tastes like sugar
and nothing is missing.

Blue sits quietly in the corner,
thinking of oceans it has never seen.

Yellow laughs too loudly,
spilling sunlight across the floor.

Red arrives uninvited,
heart first, always too much.

Green grows in between them,
soft, patient, unnoticed.

And somewhere in the mix,
a color no one named
becomes everything.

Over here we laugh and dance !