Loving You

Actively places me in the shade of a new color;

Numbing the pigments of a canvas reminiscent of

Days dimmed by drizzling dread and despair – but now is love.

Resting on a cloud of thoughts, behind the summers

Edge, reminds me that any reticent thunder

Attempts not to be heard, but felt. Like a dove,

Escaping the wrathful bliss from above,

Landed an angel – my woes to plunder.

I know not which god can match your wit.

Zeal for love, like a koala

Alert for gum trees – moonlit.

Boarding my amygdala,

Emotions traced all – in your art.

Theaters for eyes, you live sunlit,

Happily longing candies of guava.

Painting your many-hued love on my heart,

Each day tastes – an impossibly sweet lemon.

Residual tangy specks drown the colorless parts-

Advertising past drenching days- for a second

Life. A rose garden I never planted is blooming.

The roots of my past, my present, and future are undoing,

Adventuring to the canvas rumored with new colors.

~Richard Gonzalez