Will you paint me a picture?
Give me red first. Like lust. Then love, and sometimes anger, but always finish with love again. Orange for pumpkins during our favorite season, Detroit Tigers, and the street cone I tossed out of our nineteenth-floor window. Show me yellow like the sun at Coney Island and the hair of the first little girl I wanted to have. Green like the lawn I prayed we would one day own, and I suppose your favorite football team, too. Blues like the ocean in St. Thomas and tears I’ve cried, both good and bad. Purple for the flowers you bought me that one year.
Shadow and shade the death and sadness, because our lives have had that, too.
And please don’t forget gold for the ring that sparkles on my finger, and white for the dress the day I said, “I do”.
Baby? Paint our picture of forever.
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