“Blue is therefore most suitable as the color of interior life.” — William Gass
Cobalt, Teal and Ultramarine
There’s a color for everything,
Sapphire, sky and royal,
robin’s egg and indigo, too.
Drawing near she spoke
in cerulean blue whispers,
her cobalt eyes gleaming,
a teal bandana wrapped snug
over her Naples yellow hair,
tidily tied beneath her florid chin.
Polished turquoise set in a magical
mollusk-made mother of pearl pendant,
mauve iridescence cradling the precious gem,
lured my eyes to momentarily stray.
Leaning back she glanced away and
before I could speak she raised a palm
to indicate that she saw I was green
at this Game of Games.
With a mute gaze I traced
the seaweed designs on her sharkskin flesh,
swirling ultramarine tentacles of tattoo
wriggling out from sleeves and collar,
the dark color matching my mood.
And thus it was that upon my cheek
she left her Dragon’s blood kiss;
I’d known all along it would come to this.