Hair, red like autumn leaves flowing in the wind.
Eyes, deep cool blue that pierces my heart like ice in the arctic.
You paint my heart with colors of passion and pain.
I tried to show you a different shade of me, brighter or cooler but yet again I am still gray to you. If love was enough, I would be your color.
Alas, we belong to different paintings, born on different canvas, created by different artists.