Frame Me In Your Heart

For if I could be the colour on your canvas,

I would never be a soul so colourless.

Brush me like the indigo hues of a dark sky,

Or like the free birds soaring high.

Just as the shades of pink you colour,

A thousand strokes of perfection to the water.

Strike me along like the reflection,

Or like the setting sun in the horizon.

Along the seas you create the mountains,

Darkest brown brush of the colour makes a chain.

Create me too like a picture of a tale,

Or like the boat that alone sails.

Paint me like a picture in your heart, Discover my admiration for thee like an art.

Remember me like the shades of your colour,

Or like a secret admirer yet to discover.