COLORS OF LOVE


My heart is a great blank acrylic canvas
Cold and cream
Rough around the seams
Yet tender to touch
Then I saw you approach  
With your mahogany brush
Oh you visual delight come and paint me
Just don’t hate me when you know me

Paint me your blues
I am sad like you boo
Paint out for me the abscess in your heart made by an absent father
Paint me your red when you rage set ablaze your emotions
Show me your blood as it boils looking at my body
Our passion is wine and I am drunk in love
Oh you visual delight come and paint me
Just don’t hate me when you know me

Paint me your golden eye
I want to absorb your wise ways
My loyalty to your royalty has never been replaced
You stimulate my strength
Paint me your greens that you love spending
Yet hate to pay the price
Eat or inhale our veg delight
We must have our daily intake
This is no mistake
Oh you visual delight come and paint me
Just don’t hate me when you know me

Paint me pink as you let me see the wounds she left
Our love makes things alright
Give me a taste of the secrets hidden on your tongue
Paint me your blacks with all its ins and out
Don’t turn off your mysterious black power
Turn it on for all to see

Paint me in all your shades and hues
Your secrets are safely sealed in our creation of affection
Brush off the fear and doubt
And pour yourself on me
I see your true colors shining through
And together we will make an image of what love should look like
Oh you visual delight come and paint me
Just don’t hate me when you know me

When you see what we have made come to life
I pray it revives what was dead inside in both of us
Do you like what you see?
Or shall we start again
Let me reveal other parts of myself
And you let you spread some more truth
Oh you visual delight
Come
Come and paint me


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