Her

[proper swift]

The past few weeks
Were full of colours
The redness of my cheeks
The green of your clovers
The brown of your eyes
And the blue of the sky
You're like a virus
Your smile is contagious
You have infected my heart
And continue to live there

[burnt wren]

I am gonna be honest here.the last 4 lines kinda are too simple compared to the first few lines.It feels off.Perhaps changing or rephrasing those lines or adding a few poetic devices may make it look better.