It seems like an eternity has passed since we first met
But you keep sending cyan shivers down my spine and magenta butterflies to my stomach.
What has happened to my greenish self?
What will become of these grey thoughts?
Yellow wishes cambering my days around you
I can’t eat, I can’t think, I can’t work, I can’t write…
Maybe I read this all wrong in light of my fuchsine desire
Could that be?
Soon I’ll wake up it was just a sweet dream
No you on my side.
I was flying, but I just feel tired now
Maybe we are not the flying type.
But still it is a really sweet dream.
I wish you were here by my side.
This overwhelming infatuation coloring my days and darkening my nights
Impatience is making me foolish, unwise
I crave all the shapes and colors in your hand.
Soon I’ll wake up it was just a sweet dream
No you on my side.
I was flying, but I just feel tired now
Maybe we are not the flying type.
But still it is a really sweet dream.
