Haze by Fran Ng

We collide on purpose

not our own

leaping

into orange.

Then I am red

and you are yellow

circling

a solitary fever

We make

rings of fire

in dim spaces

stroking time

Where I am red

and you are yellow

and when we meet

We set ourselves on fire.

(Source: One Hundred Love Poems by Gemino Abad and Alfred Yuson)