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Her Favourite Colour... (-Nynaeve) wk-2 (1)

Her Favourite Colour...

Her favourite colour is moonlight,

That waxen shimmering silvern hue,

Yet, however hard and long I tried,

The silvery tints would never hold.

I mixed soft titanium white,

Tints of permanent rose and silver,

Ivory moon lay on creamy clouds,

And glistening stars on Mars black skies.

A lovely painting, colours bright,

A pretty picture it was, indeed;

Yet, it was wrong, I knew, when her eyes,

Didn't shine with the joy of moonlight.

So I did it again, a second time,

Taking shades from Nature around;

Raven's wing, mother of pearl, star shine

And summer rose kissed by dew.

Pearly moon rose from silken clouds,

Pink and full, waxed on inky skies;

But the lustre of the moon could not,

Bring a spark of delight in her eyes.

Three's a charm, I would try one last time,

And stole hues from the one I loved.

Sky of ebony tresses, love's blush

White that shone from parted lips.

And when the painting she did behold,

A ecstatic smile she bestowed;

Oh! To my eye, the picture paled,

Beside the glimmer of her joy.

I paint the moon no more, it's futile,

To capture one so fleeting;

Instead I admire the beauty,

When her eyes shine of moonlight.