Colourful Life

I’ve often wondered upon blissful lives

and from what fountain their joy derives.

Colour, so far, is what I surmise:

Lilac morning skies

greeted with caramel coffee,

the sweet aroma wafting into

green crisp air, pierced

by golden sunlight

upon ochre roofs.

Lazy lovely afternoons, brimful

of cerulean peace and turquoise slumber,

while sapphire lakes glimmer

in the heated horizon.

Evenings of cinnamon,

bergamot, and a hint of musk.

Red, orange, and amber lights,

our voices mingling in a synchronous hush,

velvet and soothing against the open dark.

And nights

of silvery sighs, wine-red wishes,

and pearly confessions—

brought on by incandescent hope—

leading to indigo musings on

life’s kaleidoscope.