Walking with you on the beach,
the wind takes on a blue hue,
the fresh breeze caresses our faces.
We look to the horizon,
the sea in a symphony of deep green and blue,
gives us a touch of saltiness in our mouths.
It gets late and the stars
shine in vibrant, silver colors,
each with its own melody,
serenading us.
The night wraps us in a mantle
of black velvet, with hints
of purple and dark blue,
accompanied by the calming whisper of the breeze.
We spend the night and at dawn
we see an explosion of colors:
orange, pink, with a feeling
of renewal in our lives.
The sun, in its golden radiance,
shining on us, fills us with energy and vitality.
The leaves of the nearby trees
dance in shades of green and brown,
crunching softly underfoot.
Near the beach, we walk together
until we reach the river that flows blue,
murmuring happily to see us.
And hearing your words, golden by the sun,
they are as soft as the air I breathe.
I look into your eyes, as blue as larimar,
giving off their bluish light, and you give me a smile
as radiant as the sunbeam on a golden day.
You know, I am in love.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was playing with colors combining them with the wind, ocean, the night, dawn, the sun, the leaves, the river, her words, her eyes, and her smile, and I produced this poem.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
I see you love blue and so do I. Since you were playing with colors humor me if you would. I see the blues merging with the yellow of the sun producing the green of the trees and metaphorically the warmth of love mixed with the cool color blue (loneliness) makes for the green growth of renewal or birth of a relationship. Very nice
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