does nostalgia have a color
does nostalgia have a color?
is it the blue of distant skies
the gold of a cloudless sunset?
/ does it matter that i've been here before
if it's my first time here with you? 
can i elicit the feelings i don't remember
through the taste of this specific corn chowder? 
when i choke up at a memory 
why do i feel like i've missed something...is it me?
or is it painor is it regret
/ is it just contrast
i don't have the words anymore
the rain washed me dry
but nostalgia has a color 