03/09/2025
I want to try on new colors,
but the truth is,
I want to wear the colors I see in your eyes.
I want to walk like the walking of those shining shades.
I want to feel you, like when we truly meet our eyes.
Dark, light, green, blue, grayā¦
oh love, when you look at May.
You look, and in your eyes, they say
words that make Mayās heartbeat play.
I want to try on new colors,
but the truth is,
I want to be your favorite colors.
I want to be love in those colors.
I want to be your love, even if I canāt be your lover.
Because I love all of your colors, Love, my wonderful lover.
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Color me, paint me, I want to become a picture.
Paint the one who loves you as love, not just as a lover.
Paint the picture of love in the sky, in the rainbow,
for it will spring love back to you when I go.
You give me color as you give color to May.
Your love, too, gives color to the love in May.
Fill me with the colors you wish to paint in May,
for when I look like love to you, then Mayās love stays.
I love you, too.
Me and May
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