Many things these two shades make

A world of colour, in these hues.

Like autumn's trees, and an empty canoe,

Suspended in a rippleless lake,

Cherry red and crystal blue.

Like the reflection of an endless view,

Of vibrant skies at dawn's break,

A colour-filled world, in these hues.

Like rain on glass, which never knew,

The violence of this earth, flashing lights in its wake,

Cherry red and crystal blue.

Like a stain on their lives, that they never pursue.

Rings falling apart, a heart they forsake.

A colourless world, in these hues.

Like the world known to some, where a storm does brew,

Or like the wings of a butterfly, delicate. Never fake.

Of cherry red and crystal blue,

A world filled with colour in these hues.