Gold like the setting sun bathing yellow hills in flame
Woods where cicadas hum, phthalo green
Alone and dreaming
In ruins where some daisies bloom
Floats a Venetian red balloon
Colours send me dancing 'round the room
I caught a summer twinkle in your evergreen skies
Under placid moonlight
My lead feet are tripping me over
And autumn's whispering"Come a little closer"
Warmed by the fire, shadows on trees
Lightning flashes in the distance
Embers on the breeze
I think about the morning
As I'm swallowed by the nocturne sight
The stones that form my bed hold me close and shield my head
As I drift like a burgundy kite
I see the sound dancing in my mind's eye
I hear the sight; the ethereal beckons me
There's solid ground in the hues that swirl around me
My spirit's light forms a pallet that can't be unseen
Visions appear - daydream seizure
I see what I hear - chromesthesia
A trickling tear that I can't wipe away
Mirages entirely mine
I feel the texture of the music
Running through my bones, electrifying senses
A lantern held aloft above the pavement
A cardinal alights on my shoulder like a vagrant
Soft swimming saffron, deep olive keys
Trudging along down an old country road
With the scent of a rose on the breeze
It paints all my perceptions in collages that are just for me
I wonder how it is to live life without this gift
How colourless it must be
I see the sound dancing in my mind's eye
I hear the sight; the ethereal beckons me
There's solid ground in the hues that swirl around me
My spirit's light forms a pallet that can't be unseen
I don't view the world in black and white
'Cause the colours are there, just out of sight
A visual plane that comes to life in the bind
Eclectic, wonderful, majestic, fanciful
Neurological flares
I recognise it as grand design - it's mine
Even if no one else cares
I see the sound dancing in my mind's eye
I hear the sight; the ethereal beckons me
There's solid ground in the hues that swirl around me
My spirit's light forms a pallet that can't be unseen