A COLOUR PERFECT
I sat wondering whether you would come or not,
Eagerness suspended on my face like a knot.
my grim visage overlooking a foreign screen
typing sterile words with hesitation
sideward glancing with trepidation
In earnest I mistook you for a fleeting shadow
that whisked past my window as I sat, rooted,
Mesmerised by the vocal gymnastics of an ongoing duet
with harmony distracting, preventing from searching
I leapt at the first chance to find and direct you
back to the performance space but alas
it was a mirage from my hopeful brain projected
and I returned, downcast, despondent, dejected
I heard someone announce my turn
An opportunity bestowed serendipitously
to play a role in the evenings entertainment
for a multitude awaiting eagerly
So shovel disappointment I did,
into a pit that dissolves melancholy
and drew from the fire created
the performing professor perfected,
The chorused ovation later
my inner disturbances paused
and I, strings set aside
lost in introspection
proceeded to find my place
proceeded to occupy space
and then...
and then...
A twinkling eye arrested mine
A shy smile betrayed by ever spreading dimples
swept aside consternation in ripples
exploding within each heartbeat
closing the lid on the box of misfortune
and sending melancholy on wing
Anxiety dissolved in the relieved embrace
as if forcefully ejected by an aura
Delight swooped in and took its place
as a singer crooned about chimera
And You asked me
as the music played
if you were off a shade
You asked me and the question stayed
like a beam trapped in your french braid
And I sat suspended, searching for an answer
an understanding of the pressing matter
realising You had become
more important than everyone
You and me when we became Us
We transitioned from colours that bind
You and me when we became Us
We embraced the hues of the blind
And in you I saw a fabric unblemished
A cosmic intersection cherished
this was adventure, abandon unchecked
...
To me you were a colour perfect
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