I painted the colours of my dream-like childhood,
Freely, with a big, bold, brush.
While whisking darker shades, I smelt the paint on my fingernails-
Darker adulthood rush.
With both combined, the idea felt divine-
an urge to share it with someone of devotion, of trust.
So darling I gave you my life and made this artistic sacrifice,
But all you did was let it gather dust.