Black and white

I paint colours in the sky,
You might sense the rainbow,
Shining in all colours,
From light to full,
Paint in black on white.

I am filling my nostrils,
With you fragrance,
Tasting the meadow,
The green carpet stretching,
All is drawn in black ink.

The curly red hair,
Blowing in the sea breeze,
Underneath the light pole,
I am the mol circling,
With white ink on the black skies.

I am making forms,
A little shadow here,
A bigger one there,
Oh, it is a tit perhaps,
Form in black on paper.

I am a poor artist,
I have only two colours,
Even my drawing is a palette,
Full of dreams for you,
I draw a heart in red..