The Color Beautiful

I saw you just the other day. You stood there all alone. I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you. Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade. You stood so firm and adamant, Your posture was mine to admire and to please! The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be! I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair, A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen. I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air. You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place. The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze. I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me, You stood there with a true look of total awareness. I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses. I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see. You stood as a man with much honor and pride. Such an obvious completeness! The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me. Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!