you make me see
a thousand colors
not just the ones
the sky spills at dusk
but the kind that live in things unspoken
in the pause before a reply
in the space where distance used to sit
you teach light new ways to exist

there are hues 
I never knew had names
like the blue
between breath and silence
where thoughts hover 
just before they become words
or the gold
that vibrates in your laughter
warm enough to soften time itself
you touch the gray in me
like it was never meant to stay stone
it loosens
becomes lavender in slow unraveling
then deepens
burns into crimson
then spills further still
into colors I don’t have language for yet
even the dullest corners of me
start remembering how to burn

and the shadows
the ones I used to mistake for endings
learn they can shift
that they are not absent but waiting
and they begin to shimmer
like they’ve been holding light
the whole time
when you’re near