She spoke to me in blues and greys, in dull shades her voice droned on and on.
She could tell I was becoming bored, restless and beige.
Her voice lightened a shade, brightened a shade, the occasional flicker of yellow lifted the mood, piqued my interest.
Richer hues tinged her words, bright greens swirled to the surface mingling with vibrant oranges and dazzling pinks.
As she leant into me her face transformed into an iridescent kaleidoscopic beauty.
We kissed deeply, turquoisely, tongues an intertwining, shifting, glittering rainbow.
We made love in shattering purples and blinding reds.
Eventually, sated, we fell asleep, soothing pastel shades crowded our dreams, eased our hearts.
©2012 Stephen. J. Green.