The Color of His Soul

The colors swim by, swirling in the ocean of aura. The colors are vibrant, glowing from each soul glazing across one-another. This is my search for my soul mate, for the aura that catches my soul in its entirety.

Bright Orange darts in front of me, my eyes wander the ocean of souls in search of that specific aura. Who could that be? I see the same aura gathered together in one area, but none of them pull at me. Where is this mystery person? The aura swims up, racing a brilliant red aura. The two men stand, and the Bright Orange aura-man looks at me. I suck in a breath, anticipation consuming me. He looks to his left, at his brilliant red companion. They stare for a moment, then the Bright Orange-man looks at me, reaching out a hand. My fingers reach up and slide into his palm, then all the colors melt away into darkness.