All deine Farben/ All your colours are beautiful

I woke up one day
and found our bubble was not rose golden anymore

There were the first
annoyed words in reddish
some silences in stonecold silver
a small discussion here in heated pink
one rolled eye there in bitter blue

There were moments
you seemed different
less lighthearted, like a shade of darker rose
somehow like a coconut in darker brown
one I do adore

There were moments
I seemed unsure of myself
less confident, like a pale version of gold
somehow like a girl in rose without the sparkle
one I thought I’d shed

I wake up to you these days
and see many different colours

In you, in me, in us

amore,
I love all of them