A Promise in Living Color

Let it rain
for only teardrops are able to cleanse the soul.

How very fortunate am I
that I CAN cry.

For, if I couldn't
I would probably drown in my own dust.

Situations can help promote that
and can move both, your head and your heart in another direction.

But, I will always refuse to lose the tint that colors my world.
For if I lose my ability to shade and blend my colors...

then, I would become but an eraser,
stopping the pigments from landing on my page.

I truly apologize,
if I've ever shrank any of the colors from your world;

and I promise you in the future,
to help fill your palate with all of the tints, that you prefer.