Red was the sky when I saw you first, with a shade of peach on cheeks full of smile. A smile brighter than the yellow rays and all the shades of blue above us. Platinum would the colour of your words and a blinding gold would be my laughter. The moments kept pouring in, filling the dark black crevices that separation had cut in. The subtle teal of blue on our shadows, the tiny little leaves rumbling under our feet and the soft whispers in my ears carved a picture out of the hour.

The grass was wearing the darkest green, white was the shade of the surface of your skin. The seconds were sucked into a gravity hole, the time gave up before the glasses of mellow red wine would breathe! And I could not define the colour anymore between us.. . . . .