My soul has a color..

My heart can be compared to the northern lights

It is reflected in my dark brown eyes

That flash colors 

that no one can explain.

Blue is the base of all the other colors

all colors fade and melt into the blueness of my soul

My red passion mixed with my blue depression

turns into a lustful purple.

My heart's deep blue depths sparkle with life

flashing strands of neon green

rise from the depths to the surface and pool there.

Embers the colors of vibrant oranges, violent reds and golden yellow

burn in the deep blues

making my soul look angry and aggressive

though when the brave reach out to touch

they are not burned with the heat of fire

but by the fierce pain of pure ice.

I watch as if in a dream as my soul changes shape and color

Sometimes it's icy beauty takes my breath away

And causes tears to fill my dark flashing eyes.

My soul has the seasons like Earth

Winter,  Spring, Summer and Fall

Each season brings its own colors and feelings.

It is an endless color wheel that is alive and fills the room with its life

But sometimes there is no color.

and my soul goes black

and it takes love to bring the color back..