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Palette
My colour's grey 'til I hear of your love
Just colour me wan and pale overall
There are no glories from heaven above.
The palette is colourless, watch grey fall.
Oh where is the crimson's strong vibration?
Aquamarine would be a lovely sight
Orange and gold, emerald's emanation
Come fill my vision, show me all is right.
My dear heart, my precious, mon trésor, come
Just paint your bright colours on my canvas.
And feel the magic hues begin to thrum
Ah! See the abstract image re-focus.
A masterpiece has now been created
With palette, canvas forever mated.
