palette
(A/N: why do I even)
I see people in colours
and while most people have one,
you have your own palette.
when I first saw you,
you glowed green.
calm, quiet, and kind.
but when you opened
your mouth to speak,
your voice sent waves
of gentle blue.
or when you laugh
your beautiful laugh,
your profile becomes vignetted
with a soft shade of violet.
and when you sit close to me
with your arm pressed against mine,
warm orange seeps from your veins
into my heart.
or whenever you looked into my eyes,
you burn a fiery red
reflecting the feelings I hold
safely,
quietly,
within.
so while most people hope to see a rainbow,
my rainbow is right here
in the palette that is you.