The colours of Venice

I can see the colours

I have always been able to

Every word has a colour,

Every sound.

Agnes is a vibrant blue,

Venice has a colour.

She is orange as a beacon

Calling us to discover her

glittering collection of knick knacks

Gathered from the joys of life

People walk by, chatting

their words throwing

bursts of colour into the air

like little fireworks above their heads

Johann has his camera

We wrap our arms around each other

Smile into the lens

Johann's laugh emits little sparks of

lilac and bright purple

I grab her hand, we start to run

faster and faster

The colours swirl around us

A rainbow mist

We run alongside a wedding boat

Bride and groom and brightly robed guests

sending streams of blues, pinks and greens into the air

as they laugh

We throw rose petals

They dance through the air like fairies to land on the water

Breathlessly we collapse

Cheeks flushed, eyes shining.

As the dusk falls

A warm cloud of red fills the air.