The Color Blue

When you lay with her in an open field, it is the color of the enveloping sky. When you look up at the stars and see the clouds as they kiss the moon, it is the color of the shadows beneath you. When you stand beside her in the open ocean, it is the color of the enveloping water. When she dances beneath the starlight to the rhythm of your guitar, it is the color of your eyes that try to take in all of her at once. When she traces her fingers down your spine, it is the color of the shivers that threaten to overcome you. When you memorize every detail about her, it is the color of your breath escaping hushed lips. When you watch her talk about something she loves, it is the color of your wonder as you get lost in her words and unfinished sentences.
It is the color of your hope when she says she'll never leave. But when she kisses you for the last time, it is the color of your soul as you watch her walk away. Then, it is the color of your tears when you realize she is gone.