Kiss me beneath
This watercolor sky,
So the gold of your hair blends
Into the cream of my fingers,
The blush of your lips fade
Into the pink of mine,
Your Herculean eyes meet
My midnight blue;
Kiss me beneath
This watercolor sky,
So the coffee of your hands entwines with the russet of my hair,
The white of your shirt fades
Into the yellow of my sundress,
The velvet of your breath mingles
With my honey-colored sighs;
Kiss me beneath
This watercolor sky,
So we are colors on the canvas,
And art within ourselves.
