Colors

You drape yourself in black
and canvas yourself in white.
Like a prism through light refracts
the colors can no longer hide.

I look into your eyes
and I see your earthy tone,
but your aura is of skies,
and a flame that burns alone.

How lovely you wear your blue
and with an edge you burn red,
but there's a tinge of cold grey too
that cannot mask your purple scent.

Though i am but a simple green
that wishes to dance with your starlight blue,
I'm grateful for the light I've seen
and the secret softness shown by you.