Love is a firework-
At first... you see red, green and blue
the same colours you always knew.
You hold the light, hands full of doubt,
Wondering if its better to never find out.

Then-
a SPARK! a RUSH! in beautiful light
a sudden bloom in velvet night.
You see colours youve never seen -
gold that hums, violet that soars
With laughter burning in endless glow.

For a moment that sky is a dream,
Every colour a brand new theme.
And when skies turn black,
You close your eyes and still see all that -
a world of colour beyond the known,
a love that showed you hues of your own.

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Scarlatan, in the year 968 AF.