When you were mine
I always saw specks of blue
In rivers, oceans, and spread across the sky
On butterfly wings, blue jay's, and flooding feilds of blue bonnets
Yes, within my lovers eyes that blue was mine

When you walked away
You took that color with you
And once again my world was monochrome
I thought I had found my colorwheel
But now I've found the spectrum to be larger than that pitiless hue

One day I will find
Someone who will make my world explode
With a kaleidoscope of all these colors that I've never known
As if their very breath gives life to such sights
And in my view they will stay, for this I'll get on my knees and pray

I sit under the moon
And the night takes hold of me
It steals me away
Until Dawn
It hands me back to the sun
And I will rise for daylight

But in between
Being taken by the night
And being given to the day
I will dream
I will see this earth's
Brightest and darkest moments
And I will see everything in between
I will see it in my dreams

And then I will rise
And I will live in the sunlight
Only to be taken by the night again
And see all the world's color
I see it in my dreams
Every night

Of a beautiful heart, and creator of precious art,
You are an artist of a different kind.
You’ve a mind with which I’d love to intertwine.

You are more gorgeous than anything to be found in our skies,
And I’ve found that there are stars in your dark chocolate eyes.
They shine so bright that I can see the gleam,
They are the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.

When you smile, there is a glow,
You’ve such a sweet smile,
You could cure sorrow for miles.
You’ve the prettiest lips I’ve ever known.

To come across you in my day makes me so glad,
because when we’re together, there’s always laughs to be had.
You’re my favorite person to be around,
and because of this - your laugh has become my favorite sound.

Burning aspirations, with the intensity of a thousand suns
Captivating creations, to leave viewers speaking in tongues
Charming personality, you are precious and a work of art,
Surpassed my expectations, you are the queen of my heart.

When it comes to creating, you are so skilled - you could forge dreams,
So talented that you’ve created masterpieces - without the means.
I’d love to create alongside you, in art and through and through,
I want you to paint my love with the color of you.

As an artist myself, I’ve learned from someone else,
That to make a pretty color, it takes a combination of four, three, or two
But there aren’t enough colors in the world -
to make justice to the beautiful spectrum that makes you.

And if one day you called me your love,
I don’t think I could ever mind.
But if you decide not, that’d be alright, for I’d still love you blind.
You’re the greatest, you’re the best, you’re the perfect pal,
My Vintage Gal.

Ravished by love or violence, it bleeds.
Amply present in the sun’s morn glow.
Ignition of a candle’s fuse, it burns bright.
Nature’s leaved veins extend in its wake.
Boundless oceans hold it in their foamy arms.
Otherworldly bodies at night, it envelops.
Wind blows through its vibrant petals.

Beauty cannot be captured with one color alone.
It’s a spectrum.