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