I smear indigo with the palms of my hands, onto my life,
Like the paint brushes of Picasso, upon the white board.
Tranquility unfolds its wings within my body.
I smear crimson upon my peaceful nights
As I blaze in fury;
My heart and soul, unforgiving.
I smear turquoise on my serene ocean,
Allowing my tears to trickle down my cheeks
As I taste the saltiness of misery, in my heart.
I smear cyan upon my soul
And name it joy; the color soaks into my tiny universe.
My past, fading, my present, glittering and my future, dazzling.
I smear lavender upon my heart
And listen to the whisper of love;
A leaf, feathering my face with gentleness and affection.
I smear snow from my head to my toes
And sunlight into my digestive organs;
Now, I have the wonderful seasons to enjoy.
