Describing Color to a Blind Man

Color gives everything an identity
Gives life, impressions
Sometimes even sound

Each color has its own dimension
Its own world, own life
Each color lives on

You can dream of color and all its shades
Cold indigo seas
Scorching golden sunlight

If you dig deep, you can feel the color
Spilt red wine on lips
Candles lit orange

And only on occasion, you know it
Whistles from white clouds
Hums from black skies

Color just happened, it was never planned