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.

View salphire5's Full Portfolio