Pink
It's becoming my new favorite color.
Creeping in like the thoughts of you.
Pink is your look,
The look of your cheeks when I say hello,
The color of your lips when you smile that contagious smile,
It's becoming my new favorite color.
Blue
It's a close second.
Like the seconds I count down from when I see you again.
Blue is your look,
The look of the pen you use to doodle on your jeans,
The color of your eyes,
It's a close second.
And when you mix the two you get purple.
You're purple,
Purple like the wild flowers that grow in fields of green.
You stand out,
Your beauty stands out within the crowd of people who all seem the same.
You're different,
You're purple,
Like a lilac sky .
Skies are the closest thing to perfect other than you.
You're pink,
You're blue,
You're purple,
You're a lilac sky.
I hope you see it too.
YOU ARE READING
The words I couldn't tell you
PoetryThis reveals my inner most thoughts and feelings about people and things in my life. (I think if you stick around you might find this quite intriguing)
