Red, the deep and hot heart of yours.
Orange, your vitality that can attract anything
Yellow, a butterfly on a spring day hidden in dim regret
Green, sad nostalgia on the empty field after you left.
Blue, the ceaseless pregnancy of you who are young.
Indigo, the fidelity of you, only you who is modest and solemn
Violet, the face of yours and mine that blaze mysteriously when a brilliant party is over.