Language of Color

I simply dance to its gypsy heart

I speak in the blue of a winter sky, sing in the tender green of the first spring leaf; I croon lullabies in the warm light of the late afternoon sun slanting in through the open window and exhale a chorus of brilliant orange sunset harmonies. When the autumn moon is overhead, I simply dance to its gypsy heart as there are no words to describe that blue and mellow being with its mad, roving eye.

Color Idioms and Phrases in English