If I where to paint love with a colour
All would be glamour
For no one colour would be enough,
To express its splendor
I would start with my own heaven and palour
All in it happiness resides and habour
This colour essence in smiles and laughter
Gladness and joy all hue the interior
But as I paint love with a colour
Karma would be the anchor parlor
If I would paint love with a colour
I would paint in summer
Let the crystal rain drops gush
Within my compound as fountain waters
I would glitter every heart with shine
And mix it well with purity in every manner
So that love would not be colour blind
I would paint it brand new
But as I paint love with a colour
Karma would be the summer
For love deserves the colour joy
Its essence and treasure are like heaven and palour
Karma the colour
In my heart you dwell
As I rejoice
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