Your eyes were the color
Of rain during a sun shower,
A blue hue of light
During an otherwise dark time,
Illuminating my world
With a brilliant brightness
I couldn’t look away from,
Your lips were the color
Of all my dreams,
Painting a rainbow
Of multicolored aspirations
I had to taste,
Your arms were the color
Of unconditional happiness,
A boisterous circle
Of yellow flowers
Blooming at the beginning
Of Spring,
An abundant aroma
Of new beginnings
I couldn’t wait to start,
Your love was the color
Of an intense fire,
A burning passion
Of sparks and embers
Engulfing my body
In a fevered heat
I never cooled down from—
Now, you’re the color
Of black and white photographs,
A dull and grey image
Of a transparent illusion
That no longer prevails,
A weathered and torn snapshot
Of diluted memories
That I never want to forget.
-C.A.
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