Come upstairs, love
I am sorry, I— pushed you down.
Come upstairs and paint me
I have hung around white clouds…
…for so long
Come upstairs and rampage!
Split them red, pink, purple and gold
Rainbow is your palette
Soak up the blotting paper blank too long.
Oh! The beat, of these splashes
so gorgeous I am lost
lost...
lost...
...found...
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