Published: April 6, 2008
Updated: April 6, 2008
Colour me plain -
for the all days before I knew you.
When morning was just another time of day
and evening crept, sepia-toned, over twilight's promise,
drawing a mantle of obscurity over all
Colour me grey -
For not knowing love is a rainbow
to infuse the heart with as many hues
and vibrancies to fill the gardens of the world,
delighting eye and heart in equal measure
Colour me hollow -
for not knowing the sound of your voice
could fill me with emotions scattering
like wind-blown raindrops on the surface of my heart,
leaving your name written like dew on sunrise pastures.
Colour me sleeping -
where ignorance pillowed me into rest.
A prince’s kiss to waken, break barriers of incomprehension
and all that I did not – would not – could not –see
is suddenly, miraculously, within my grasp.