A Monochromatic Ballet

A monochromatic soul, in a world of grey,
Tries to dance, to shuffle, in their own way.
Conversations swirl, but they cannot see,
The colours beyond, the world’s mystery.

A yearning deep, to be lost, to transform,
To break free from the norm, to weather the storm.

It may seem simple, my darling, to you,
But it’s a journey to a world anew.
Gaze into my eyes, and you’ll understand,
I’d dissolve in your love, like grains of sand.