There was the floating yellow with the smile
under the sky blue, meadow green
soon the rivers of ivory glossed
over the hugging sunset warm orange
the beauty of the grey
and the moon white
the black shadow of two,
hands held welcomed the golden dawn together.
the smell of the lavender
the skin brown, the lips pink.
Red the emotion, the passion
turned into bruises of purple
A whiplash violet cried of thunder
a lost thread of crimson, silence then followed.
Lost are you in those dark days, silver is those linings.
Ombre the new day follows such are the colors of life.
