Trusted on sight
Lost in words
I wonder what colors he would use for me?
Like an expensive painting in a museum
You intrigued me,
Stopped me dead in my tracks
Such intelligence wrapped in delicacy
Careful words change to careless laughter
You are the most astonishing piece
Nervous fiddling
Strangers once maybe
I could feel your soul reaching
Digging deep for something unknown to you
Let me help,
I have a light
Mysterious,
Eccentric and living golden
In a land of mountains and wind
My light stayed lit
As I said nothing
You worked, you searched
You paused and looked up
By accident, our eyes met
And I\'ve been wondering ever since
What colors would he use for me?