Your hair is black; yellow; red -
a colour for each word you ever said.
Your eyes are amber; topaz; gold -
segments of glass in the stories you told.
Your cheeks are crimson; beetroot; rose -
blushing secretly from your head to your toes.
Your lips are peach; cookie-dough bronze -
words of wisdom of which I grew fond.
Your smile is the sunset; the moonrise; the earth -
the beginning, I am sure, of my total rebirth.
28.07.2010
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Charming, delicious Laura