Colors Beyond the Spectrum
Behind closed eyes,
when you appear
in pitch dark,
many colors come with you,
the sweet-tempered rainbow
Golden rays knock.
A white cotton flower blossoms.
The blue ring formed by your hands
turns into your purple lips.
I look for you,
but only a lone
the sky blue color begins glowing
as if hundreds of suns
have started shining together.
Your eyes smile in your brown eyelids.
You enter naturally like a thought
and gradually morph into flowing grammar.
Multicolored are you.
One shade I try to grasp
as new hues fill the space --
colors beyond the spectrum
that I've never witnessed before.
With closed eyes I search for you in the stars.
A brown planet covers the orange earth.
You descend in the moonlight.
I breathe a sigh of relief.
All the colors look so well on you.
Dark clouds cover the sky.
Like lightning you flash
From nowhere you surge
into my eyes, running away
once I fall asleep.
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