To creating a fairytale love

Since young my love of fairytales has shown through the way I move through the world

Yearning to achieve the love that only TV seemed to obtain

As I grew my friends left that fairytale behind

I myself cast alone in this fantasy world

While at the age of 23 some are shocked by my persistence

But I find it shapes my resistance

I am not the only individual who wants to be loved

But I am unique in the way in which I want you to do it

While my adult mind is aware of the inaccuracy behind Pocahontas story

My childlike heart yearns to be painted with all the colors of the wind

I want to be yearned for, loved in a constant state

Like a painter eager to capture the true colors of a sunset

They may never truly capture it but that is okay because the colors mixed are theirs to claim

It is what their heart guides them to display and all who see it recognize it as a sunset

But to them, it is so much more for it is the one their hands created

Love me like I am your sunset

Allow my purples to mix with your blues

Let my smile be the orange and yellow hues that engulf you

Let me be your muse

I am not an easy canvas to work with and more often than not my shades of black may discourage you

The red on my tongue sometimes harsher than the pink in my lungs but do not stray away

Come to me with your paintbrush

Use me and my many shades to showcase our story

It is often frustrating to give a name to that color of green that shines alongside a field of flowers

that perfect shade of purple with a hint of ruby red displaying the scars of struggle

But still, we love it, we search for it and all that I ask is you treat me the same

I want to be your new favorite color

The crayon you never drop

I, the one shade of brown you can’t live without

My lips the only shade of pink you never want to miss

Love me even when my colors are no longer vibrant

When my neon greens become pastel and soft

When my perfect rainbow seeps outside the lines

Love the gray that bridges together my black and white

I want to be the collection of paint you show off where ever you go

Our love a painting that marvels the audience as they can’t find the true meaning of such ethereal beauty

Our love, an eternal dance of color eager to take flight

For it is not my body that makes me stand out to you or the lisp I’ve had since young

No, it isn’t my obsession with dog memes or potatoes that drew you in

But rather my colors, the colors only you see

So come draw me and create a fairytale love