Chromatic Resurgence
Reflection
In the canvas of your soul, colors ignite,
A symphony of hues that dance and fight.
Red whispers passion, blue speaks of the deep,
While white embraces the purity of sleep.
Your lips, a flame, ignite the silent night,
A beacon of desire, a promise of light.
Each stroke, a story, each hue, a dream,
A transformation where the ordinary seems.
You are the canvas, the artist, the muse,
Painting your own destiny, your own truth.
In this vibrant tapestry, we all find our place,
A reflection of ourselves, a mirror of grace.
For in your eyes, the world is reborn,
A chromatic resurgence, forever torn.