Lawn Boy

Throughout the night when there’s no direct light
And a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight
I can smell the colors outside on my lawn
The moist green organic that my feet tread upon
And the black oleander surrounded by blues
I get so overwhelmed by olfactory hues
I get so overwhelmed by olfactory hues
By olfactory hues, by olfactory hues, by olfactory hues