my color reacts boldly to that last kind word you said.
If my eyes are sad and unable to hold back tears that fall,
it's that distance makes you deaf to my desperate call.
If I hold my head high, exude vivacious style and grace for all to see,
it's my humble confidence nurtured by your investment of faith in me.
If my lips bend in a satisfied smile while eyes glaze in a dreamy stare,
I'm just lost in your thoughts and content to stay there.
If your hand is held firmly in the protective grasp of mine,
it's there to support you and depend on you all at the same time.
If you are blinded by the adornment of riches I wear as though gold,
I feel fortunate to have made contact with such a soul.
If my feet lift mysteriously high above sun, moon, stars, and sky,
it's the elevation of my mind in this lyrical foreplay between you and I.
If my silence speaks volumes yet I'm speechless when the moment is still,
I'm terrified of the consequences of telling you what I truly feel.
If finally I'm able to see clearly, to live my dreams lucidly and true,
listen to my heart whisper "all of this is because of only you."
