WHY should I be wondering
How you would look in black velvet and yellow? in orange and green?
I who cannot remember whether it was a dash of blue
Or a whirr of red under your willow throat—
Why do I wonder how you would look in humming-bird feathers? 5
its like she woke up one morning and she doesn’t know who she is…
I hate to unromantacize it but it sounds like a one-night stand, a cold, one-night stand. At that moment, she was beautiful and exotic like a hummingbird but once the passion died down, she was nothing, colorless, insignificant (as most one-night stands are).