a lack of color

in the dimming light,
of a november evening
i stood with your hand in mine
cheeks flushed with a fever
i didn't know,
head spinning,
in the pale light
i saw your face
i looked into your eyes
i didn't know
whether to hold on
or let go
a second felt
like an eternity,
the warmth of your hand
i didn't want to lose..
shades of black and white,
and your eyes
in the opaque light,
seemed like a strange dream,
but i didn't mind
the lack of color..