You are the color of a kiss,
passionate and complex;
A cold, tall glass of water
just after you've had ***
You are the color of a road trip,
with windows down and sunnies on.
The color of a love ballad,
or a fulfilling and perfect yawn
You are the color of a silk petal,
floating to the Earth,
A limited edition coin
and all that it is worth.
You are the color of adventure,
and freshly baked apple pie;
The color of snowfall on your face,
drifting down from the night sky
You are the color of paints
that stores just do not sell;
A sit-in or a marching protest,
fervent and raising hell.
You are the color of the strength
that arises with the dawn;
And when a king is overtaken
by a simple little pawn.
You are the colors found in everything:
But more than all of that combined,
a fact I must confess;
You are the color of love and life,
with all that magic you possess.
— The End —