Coloration

'Cerulean is the shade of the lapping sea,
ivory is the delicate page of a melody'

She began reciting, unrehearsed were her lines,
she looked about for inspiration, for a meaning, for a sign
Her avid gaze fell on the sill,
shielding a plant from the bitter chill

'Chartreuse is the shade of an emerging leaf,
ebony is the hue of an intricate motif
The hydrangea bears a periwinkle blue,
pale green envelopes the honey dew'

Her eyes wandered, curious and bright,
gleaming with a passionate light
She caught sight of swooping, descending birds,
whose agility made their presence blurred

'Black onyx is the lithe, playful crow,
its eye twinkling with a sapphire glow
Vermilion is the color of the base of a fire,
which turns amber as the sparks rise higher'

The soft shine of twilight seeped into the room,
its beauty ably dispelling the gloom
Calmness and serenity dominated her mood,
thoughts flowed freely, she forgot to brood

'Amethyst is the horizon of the sky,
culminating into indigo as it rises high
Crimson reigns in the setting sun,
along which silver light rays run'

She proceeded steadily- smooth were her words,
strengthened by the shades of which she had heard
She described her life, the encounters, the views,
and added color to them through the vibrant hues