Paint It Black

If I threw up confetti
and pushed together the scraps to make
a colourful paper heart,
could you perhaps learn to love a rainbow?
'Cause all you're seein' now is grey
and I've got red written on my head
because of you.
I can't contain the sanguine that
kisses the palms of my hands
and traces its fingers down my wrists.
But your rose-coloured lenses
can solve all the problems
in this world.
Hunger for love and a drought
of compassion.
We'll find a way to paint
a rainbow black.

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"no colour anymore, I want it to be black..."