Spectrum

		I look through your eyes at the sun, as if through a prism -  how many colors you give me not knowing their rhythm : frown - gray, brown,  green, purple hues; smile - a rich palette of yellow and blue; play - red-orange robins  filling the air, bustling around with  prophetic flair... I'd like to dissolve in these colors forever, I know they all come together in light, I want to believe it while my foot sinking into the snow... oh, Spring!