
Colour defines everything in between me and my dreams,
Reflected light from golden beams,
As I look up to the sky it describes what this world means,
An interwoven journey, yet one that remains unique for you and me.
Colour is the reminder of the beauty of all skin,
And it shows a glimpse of the souls that lie within.
It is not only a visual entity, but one that glows through smiles and eyes,
Colour is joy and boundless energy that will never cease to surprise.
Colour is the beginning and end of my breath,
The rise and fall of heat within my chest.
It is a gentle glow, a caress of nostalgic knowing,
A ferocious spark of the unknown, suddenly blown in.
We are the polar ends of the spectrum, all shades subtle and extreme,
We bend the rays of light, this refraction can be seen.
Every time we close our eyes, drift in coloured memories,
And when we look to the world again, our lives structured from each and every,
Colour.



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