Little iridescent droplets form in the clouds
And start falling just like shooting stars
They sing, they dance in each other's hands
Play piano notes in the beach sand

A young grey seagull flies over my head
Celebrating the end of shower
Sunrays run along azure sea ripples
But I don't pay my mind to this matter

I start following steps left behind
Jump from one footprint to another
Hoping I can catch up to you
Or that the waves would erase them slower

You turn around and blind me with a smile
My heart is now a thumping mess
The hue of pink on your face
Really, is the colour of my happiness

Pick up the brush
although the handle be thorns
and paint with words, or love or tears or rain
paint them all the same
paint your heart or the sky or a thousand other things
paint until the brush is dry and fingers bleed
for you are blessed indeed

She won't go
never
She lives
through your eyes
even now
that they lost there beautiful colour
Even now,
She lives through them

My favourite colour
Is like no other
It’s sunset with you

A silent whisper
A gentle kisser
Is a sunset with you

It’s like all the butterflies
Are shooting to the sky
To see the view

The waves are a symphony
Oh what a sweet sweet melody
Singing the blues

You’re my sunset lover
You’re my favourite colour  
Warm bright at bay
But colours fade away
And a sunset never stays
Awake

Don’t go away
I hope you’ll stay

The sun is sleeping
The dark is rising
I’m alone with the moon

Although it’s freezing
My heart is burning
Crying over you

It’s like all the thunder clouds
Come crashing down to the ground
Sinking in blue

Though the sun will rise again
Sunsets won’t be the same
When without you

You’re my sunset lover
You’re my favourite colour
Warm bright at bay
But colours fade away
And a sunset never stays
Awake

Don’t go away
I hope you’ll stay

My sunset lover
Has no more colour
Cold dark at bay

Fiery molten reds and flaming pink to make the birds weep in the trees

emerald greens and lapis blue to shame the sky,  so bright that we could never hope to see them with the human eye

Dragonflies are coloured with wonder

Winter sunrise
sings of hope
forgotten fire
in a frozen world

You see my flesh, you see my colour.
Painted by my father and mother.
I'm not your picture,
to be viewed for pleasure.
Beneath this skin there's a lot to uncover.