Dipped in ceylon green
and aquamarine,
to swim in your arms in a forget-me-not blue
sky of robin's egg,
Dappled in creme chiffon yellow
running fingers through vast vermilion fields of flowers,
lovers devouring each other
in shades of absinthe green,
so serene,
that sort of artist love.
Covered in sheets of lavender-lilac, holding locks of burgundy brown hair,
I dare you to say
a world of color exists
beyond this room of our own....
The skin of your arms
is peach fuzz and veined in faintest turquoise,
pastel parted pink lips
turn to kiss red valerian of your cheek...so faint and lovely.
Our love is a painting,
immortalized and waiting,
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