Disclaimer: I do not own ToS, for they are property of Namco and Kosuke Fujishima, one of my favorite artists (the guy who did OMG/AMG!).
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A/N: I know it's hard to picture Lloyd writing poetry, but this one is from his point of view. I know he's not that empty-headed...he's got it in him somewhere.
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Rainbow Colors
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As I look about, I see a spectrum of color.
My world is full of its cheery brightness.
And as I wander the streets of Meltokio,
Let me describe a few.
The sweet red of the apple gels,
Fresh from mountain-grown apples,
Picked from the slopes of Mt. Fooji…
Delicious as their color would suggest.
Orange fills the sky at sunset.
I love its color, its sheer flash, its fire,
Melding with the clouds and the sky,
Making an intense, yet passionate horizon.
The yellow of the flowers at streetside,
Beautiful and glorious, they are like gold…
Not like the money, but more precious…
Tender, innocent, and pretty…
And the leaves, a vivid green…
The same green that shines when life is near.
Its soothing color tickling the grass…
Signifying a flourishing world…
Ocean blue is the pond in front of me.
And, on that topic, so is the ocean,
Off in the distance…full of sea life…
The fish, the waves, and the reef…
And purple, of course…who could forget?
Another favorite, also the royal color.
It is almost too demure to be beautiful…
And yet, it is absolutely captivating.
And then there are other colors…
Ones that don't fit within the regular rainbow…
But I want to include them too…
Because without them, no life can exist.
My least favorite first, black.
It is a rather somber color,
Showing its face only upon death, or loss…
Almost never a happy sight, and yet important…
And then brown, the color of the earth.
The color of the rocks, the soil,
The very color of the earth beneath my feet.
And it is much more welcoming, the source of life.
Shades of grey…
This color is the most abstract.
It can mean good or evil…or something worse…
And yet, its drab emptiness can be nice at times.
And my very favorite, white.
The color of purity, of innocence…
And it is the color of my angel's garb.
The color of her soul, comprised of all the colors.
And if you can't guess who I speak of,
Look around our group, for the angel in white.
She sits before me now, smiling as usual…
As radiant as the rainbow, with all colors inclusive.
She is my light…and she guides me…
My sweet savior…and my best friend.
And as we start walking down the road,
Laughing, enjoying the sights…
We are still too eager to return to the inn…
After a wonderful day of sightseeing,
We rest well, and peacefully…
My angel lying in my arms.
We both look out the window now.
Meltokio is alive with lights, with life.
And the cream-colored moon above,
Seems to add a glow to everything in sight.
It's so very beautiful…
"…like the rainbow we saw today…"
I turn to her, shocked.
Did she just read my mind?
"No, silly…" she chides…
"You mumble out everything you think…"
I smile, and although I keep this one to myself,
I kiss her lightly, and she smiles.
A last thought comes to me.
Whether day or night, black or white,
Color is what gives meaning to life.
And my angel is my favorite…
Because she is the most colorful of them all.
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