Moonbeam Dreamer, Have You Seen Her?
The prettiest color of them all
I can see colors, reds, greens, even blues
They’re present like an afterthought, a distant existence
I was okay living in world of color, my loneliness fit in
Until I saw you and my colors stopped making sense
Your eyes stole me away, they were the lightest grey
Just like the ocean’s skies after a storm, restlessly perfect – Dangerous
From across the room, your smile was enough to pause my world
Red’s excitement faded, Green’s vibrance muted, Blue’s solace abated
Every breath of you burns me, giving my lungs a new addiction
If my heart had strings, the melody your name would play against them
Would be the sound of love at first sight, a fairytale made of our own fiction
I never knew how beautiful grey would be to me
That a color so simple yet bold, could mute the rest of the world
So, that I could stay here focused on your eyes, lost together
Where I want to be, for the rest of my forever
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