If the Colors Fade
Sweet blue indigo were your eyes,
sometimes they appeared almost black
but in their reflection, I saw clear sky blue
with floating pastel aqua painted clouds.
In your tended garden, soft pale cyan croci rose
followed by tall taunt blue cornflowers
that stretched between the graceful cobalt delphiniums
that stood before summer cerulean hydrangeas.
Your laugh filled the garden with sapphire irises
that lived for but a day or two
and in the walking tour of flowers displayed,
each shade danced into a Persian setting sun.
Passing now those recalled memories and scents
I smell sweet lavender fill the air
and in my loneliness without you
the blue celeste fades to paler shades and hues.
The mix of white and gray shadow accompany me
and the sky turns cerulean tinged gray
and I wipe away the tears from my azure faded eyes
as blue midnights wrap around my heart.
Now, tincture steps into unblushed sky of winter
and all the colors tend to fade and disappear
like you.
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