indigo blue and majestic gold
they haunt my thoughts and
infuse my soul
 
swirling colors of electricity
they taunt my senses and
insight a tease
 
similarities and differences
containing matter of
togetherness or separateness
dependant upon observation
and varied levels of mind
 
full of increments 
 
and you, my beautiful love
image pictures like heavens light
perhaps you’ve inspired Kincaid himself
telepathically… or other wise
 
because I look around
at an amazing life
filled of evergreen forest
tho’ for now  tis’… winter time
and  rivers swollen
with sense of pride

an amber sun and the hazy moon
light, will always shine
upon our souls
 
radiating arcs and curvatures
love, we’ll always know
as we mature