colors

I love you as

 the night

hangs gently from your

brow, playing towards

 a twinkle,

determined to

turn your lips (

revealing the bliss

 meant for us)

gentle red.

I love you as

 the sea laps salty

on the sand,

receding

 waters smoothly

cascading

across the

vast beautiful coastline

 before ebbing

into blue.

I love you as

 a tree stretches for

the sun for

it knows nothing else

energized by the effort

before winter, after,

half of it will return

 in bloom, better (for

 the trouble),

into green