Color me blue:
Indigo
Beneath the dalliance
of soft-slanted eyes
across the divide
of asphalt and time.
The breath of air
skims the morning silence,
invoking a song of streams,
running through fields of green,
clambering to climb over
vines of the immutable past.
Color me happy:
Crimson
Lips that hide your memory
in the corners of a smile,
sweet syllables of silk
swaying in the air.
Joy in the blossoms of the rose
dreaming of warm, happy days,
the sound of your laughter
walking over the waves,
that blue ribbon in the wind,
your breath upon my skin.
Color me love:
Poetry
Words that live in the wings
on the back of eternity,
written across the skies, falling
from above into you, into me.
The world pales in comparison.
The opulent fire of our love
glowing in the sunrise and sunset,
glistening in the morning rain
on the blessed edge of paradise:
the heaven in our hearts.
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