what's in a color?

mesmerizing silken threads, attached at one end, dance with the wind
and with each pirouette and dance move, they tease and play with the sun;
and the light doesn't blind me but leave me dreaming and entranced.

flying golden brown, like an ocean of obsidian, each wave makes my
soul want a forgotten and ancient love.
i drown however in your sight. a heart so deep,
that shape so perfect. if expressions were an entity, it would be you.

a goddess embodied in your beauty;
a titan in your voice.
a fool would suffer,
but kindness is your name.



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