Achromic!

I was caught up in a 3am dream where I was hovering in colours of pleasure.
In split seconds I was hopping back and forth from a shade of burnt amber to a tone of midnight gray and the next moment I was getting trapped in an abyss of pastel green.
As I jumped to let me essence be smeared with the lustrous pastures, closing my eyes and spreading my wings I was tossed back up from the trampoline only to get mystified in a cloud of tasteful golden beats of A minor. The strings full of music, as I was passing them were constructing tuneful pixels of saturated indigo and auburn.
These opposite colours were giving me oxymoronic chills with the beats getting louder and turning into tones of sunglow yellow. I was laid down on chords of a solitary melancholy as I was entering a hazy halo of black with neon blue limits made of glass and I was stuck in a dense condensation of black, rising to fill the glass floor, which is now fuchsia with translucent walls.
The music in the backdrop was getting bleaker as I escaped the burning cloud of white paradise to glance at this new unfamiliar tinge of tranquil.
