My favorite color
He guessed my favorite color on the first try but between you and me I didn't even have a favorite color till he yelled out yellow he was excited and smiling like a little kid so I told him he was right and I haven't seen yellow the same since it's in everything I could probably live in it now yellow and brown became my life the color of the sun and of his eyes he is the most beautiful pattern on the fabric of love he is a poem and a painting everything he said sounded like a song and every silence was music he is an old soul with young eyes a vintage heart and a beautiful mind.
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