The water, a still emerald green
The city life full of scintillating golden
And then I see you,
A serene blue.
I see you in the stillness of blue,
In the warmth of red painted nails,
In the softness of pink luscious lips
And then I hear you,
A dark mist of words.
I hear you in the darkness,
In the subtlety of pastel roses.
And in the burning embers of firewood,
Your voice resonates through me.
I mumble upon your brown gaze,
I get swept off by your breath against my rosy cheeks
And then I feel you,
A bright blur of colors.
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