painting

My heart explodes with colors as we travel hand in hand.

Green, the sprawling field we wander like a whispered prayer.

Yellow, the tiny flowers you place in my curly hair.

Blue, the boundless, cloudless sky that seems to sing above.

Purple, the quiet color of my careful love.

I hand you my heart on a palette, and feel you dip a gentle brush

into pink, the morning sun that rises silent, slow, and fair.

Into peach, the new spring tulips blooming by themselves somewhere.

Into lavender, the lullabies you sing into my ear.

I imagine a fuller painting waiting just beyond my fear.


day 27 prompt: bloom