Colors

Whistling 

It is freezing out but the birds are still whistling 

And we're still laying here. 

As if we were in a dream where we are invisible.

Our finger tips are turning purple

 the calm stability of blue and the fierce energy of red

Combined to make the magic of purple 

The Magic in our fingertips we share.

We can lay here till our lips turn blue 

So I could use my loyalty, strength, wisdom and trust to kiss you.

There's not a bit of sun out 

But the sky looks so bright 

You should wear yellow more often, 

joy, happiness, intellect & filled with energy looks good on you.

your hair dances around on my face

It's so soft along with the satisfied feeling while looking in your eyes.

That shade of green in your eyes, 

Brings me back to the memories of the sweet harmonies you sang that gave me hope. 

Everything without you is grey.

And if you go I can't stay.

I rather see colors for the last few minutes of my life

Right next to light, goodness, innocence and purity. 

Right next to determination as well as passion, desire, and love.

I rather die, 

Right next to you.