Stark metaphor.

Picture bright red lipstick against butter paper hued skin,

and the the shower of pastel  confetti when your home team wins,

The smell of sunshine on a day at the beach,a honey golden smile.

A rainbow themed childhood song popping in you  mouth Magic pop candy.

The flowery scrawl of writing in midnight purple ink,

And a million constellations of stars swirling to the  sound of her laughter,a song.

That's when you can begin to see her.