Hues in You

In the realm of beauty, you stand,

Papier-mâché canvas in my hand.

A crave for blue, a hue profound,

As your petals, beauty unbound.

I paint in essence of your grace,

A color disliked, yet your embrace.

Blue strokes on the canvas vast,

Every curve of the mask, a spell cast.

Beautiful, it's true, as your leaves take flight,

Absorbing the moon's soft, tinted light.

Blooms like street lights in the night,

An intricate dance, an ethereal sight.

Surface tensions, shades so deep,

Aligning stigma in a rhythmic sweep.

A symphony of blooms that glow,

Street lights flicker in moon's soft flow.

In your existence's moonlit glow,

A tapestry of hues, resilience aglow.

With each stroke, the canvas vast,

An exploration of shades unsurpassed.

Beauty transcends the surface plane,

An ethereal dance, a poetic refrain.

Blue essence morphs, a journey extended,

A spectrum of colors, forever splendid.

Brushstrokes sing of your endless grace,

A portrait evolving in an endless embrace.

Celestial choir, street lights flicker high,

Your essence blooms, reaching the sky.

Reflective glow of the full moon,

A twinkling star, a heartfelt tune.

With every stroke, a discovery anew,

Your beauty resides, forever true.