Complementary Colors

I once wished my eyes were blue
but the desire faded when I set out for you.
I left a virgin bed of virgin calla-lillies,
went to a state of nonexisting.
But here you are existing to me;
invisible, but very blue eyes.
Like the most popular kid in the school,
I flocked to the lips of wisdom.
So when lightening strikes this brain of mine,
and electrifies my insanity,
you know I am just reflecting the truth
of mostly what is my vanity.
And I love yours the most,
your membrane that is flecked with flaws.
Every single tiny cell that harbors what is you.
So when lightening strikes this brain of mine,
and electrifies my insanity,
you know I am just madly in love with the concept
of being madly in love with you.