As the violet of day draws to a close... Witnessed the dwindling vermillion sun, being swallowed by the horizon. Ever so slowly, seconds stretched... This moment here... Captured... and froze.
Brushing off the indigos and blues. of the past, Whilst I shed these scarlet tears. Burdened with unfounded speculation and fears. Gifted the. lease of bravery but I know... it wouldn't last.
A final skirmish between night and light. My crimson wings spread to greet the. green evening air. Feather and wind. spoke to each other; quivered as if the same story they shared. A conversation that ended quickly before both took flight.
To the highest heavens, leaving a trail of leaves from days of yellow... Flying past the blushing orange cheeks of sleeping clouds. Evading the beckoning of night's curtains and shrouds. Into the sun, I would go. Beyond world's end, I would follow...
To find you where the universe would run its course. I'd gladly soar through spectrum's grain, Through unfamiliar realms and warped new planes.
Because rubies pump through mine and garnets flow through yours...