Colorless

If I said
that I long for color
Would you paint me
as I wished?
Would you paint
me in evening sky?
Or in half-awake dawn,
In the quiet rain,
In the mossy sea green
of lost time?
Would you paint me
in the rhythm of fleeting darkness?
In your goose-bumps,
In the half circle of your nails,
In your placid smile,
Would you paint me still?