I Think You're Made Of Colors Poem by Daniel Brown

I Think You're Made Of Colors

I tried to place your color,
To label what I see,
When Prisms send refractions through,
The space from you to me

And then I saw them dancing,
Their twirling little bows,
Your colors all encompassing,
The aura that I found

So sitting and abandoned,
Of logic and dismay,
I simply felt what was to feel...
And let you guide the way

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A poem for my fiance Kassadie... who has all my love
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