Brush me jasmine in your mystery hue
They say shades of gray make you, you
If I could only these gloomy clouds hew
Rainbows would dance my rain through
Oh color me honey, sweet as any you knew
If I could only taste that misty mouth's dew
Lost lore would sing my dream anew
Color me the stark red, your adieu
Color me ocean blue, our rendezvous
Color me for without you,
Love is a sweet musk kangaroo
A miscue, untrue.
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