color my love

I offer her my blue,
The sadness on my soul.
For all I hold as true-
Stems from this endless hole.
The wake of shadowed tears-
To forgone self- esteem.
Flowing in fleeting years,
A river of lost dream.

She offers me her blue,
A tender midnight kiss.
Awakening anew-
Beyond Pain's chrysalis.
A butterfly in view,
New dream set free in flight.
She offers me her blue,
Sadness becomes delight.

I offer her my green,
The stain of broken trust.
With nothing left to glean,
Dried hands sifting through dust.
Counting the blessings first,
Weighed against my own need.
I proffer up the worst,
Challenge the world's greed.

She offers me her green,
The forest's sweet perfume.
An ever- crystalline-
Vision of dogwood bloom.
My gypsy and my queen,
Chasing petals adrift.
She offers me her green,
My greed becomes my gift.

I offer her my red,
Bricks stacked to form a wall.
With emotion laid dead-
Inside, to hide from all.
A man molding vision,
In heart, in hope, cast blind.
Forming the great prison-
Of my subconscious mind.

She offers me her red,
The petals of a rose.
Lays me in Love's own bed,
Emotion overflows
Passion given full- fled,
Past the world's white glove.

She offers me her red,
My hate becomes my love.