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Her Colours

February 9, 2011
By IsobelFree DIAMOND, Hamilton, Other
IsobelFree DIAMOND, Hamilton, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"As long as there is open road, the familiar has the most formidable competitor." - Anonymous


One hand holding hers,
the other resting in the small of her back,
he leads;
she follows.
The music sways,
brushing against her arms;
first soft yellow tendrils,
then building up
to a deep blue
that laps over her skin
like waves.
His hand touches the white satin
at her waist,
and he whispers her sweet pink name,
and tells her she’s beautiful –
even more beautiful
than the colours of her favourite song.


The author's comments:
I wanted to write a poem about synesthesia, so I wrote about a synesthetic guy and his new bride dancing at their wedding :)

If you want to know about synesthesia, check out my article here: http://teenink.com/nonfiction/personal_experience/article/216349/Synesthesia/

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on Jan. 16 2015 at 11:52 pm
nelehjr DIAMOND, Lingle, Wyoming
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Favorite Quote:
Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain.

Beautiful. That's all I can say...

on Nov. 5 2011 at 8:54 pm
IsobelFree DIAMOND, Hamilton, Other
71 articles 20 photos 296 comments

Favorite Quote:
"As long as there is open road, the familiar has the most formidable competitor." - Anonymous

Thanks so much! Yeah, it's pretty interesting. Check out my article about it to find out more about it :)

on Aug. 5 2011 at 1:40 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;il piu nell&#039; uno,&quot; (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)<br /> <br /> &quot;Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality&quot; ~Emily Dickinson<br /> <br /> &quot;The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain&quot; <br /> ~Kahlil Gibran

Such a creative and beautiful poem. Hmmm, synesthesia, I've never heard of it before.