once their love was vivid...
and sparkling white
sapphire words from the holy book
announced the special day
"many waters are not able to extinguish love,
nor can rivers themselves wash it away" *
she wished to walk with him where
the yellow grass grows knee-high
yellow jonquils filled a cheerful bouquet
pink lips, blushed cheeks, bubbly champagne
he longed to splash in aqua pools
near the silver sand dunes
but somewhere along the way
his brown eyes faded to icy blue
he put on a purple robe;
in a black and blue kingdom he reigned
three brown speckled eggs; a gift
country cream, pumpkin spice, bittersweet
a black parade, acrid words dyed wasabi green
no more red kites, red balloons, red satin sheets
now their love has faded...
to hoarfrost white
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