Colours
While I live
I will write for you.
Of envy green or deep blue sky.
Twilight captured in pastel shade.
Or golden smiles of sun through glade.
While I breathe I will live to seek
The rose that touched your petal cheek.
A softer rouge could not be found
Saved from sunset going down.
While I have a beating heart
The fireside dreams in flames that dart,
Orange dancers from blackest coal.
Will thrill and warm the lovers soul.
While I tread this path so brief
Autumn dew on crimson leaf.
Or moonbeams lighting stage of blue
Is where I pray I will merge with you.
As spangled stars hang
In midnight sky.
Reflecting in each our loving eye.
Kevin East
poem by Kevin East
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