Girl: Paint me not with your mischievous hue.
Boy: I spray not hue but love that's true.
Girl: Love me not, for untruthful is your soul.
Boy: No, to blot your skin is not my goal.
Girl: But you can't reach my soul, however, within.
Boy: Least, let me pour on you my color bin!
Girl: Your color on me will soon be re-colored.
Boy: Will be the last to erase if that occurred.
Girl: .......................................
Boy: .........................................
Boy: I spray not hue but love that's true.
Girl: Love me not, for untruthful is your soul.
Boy: No, to blot your skin is not my goal.
Girl: But you can't reach my soul, however, within.
Boy: Least, let me pour on you my color bin!
Girl: Your color on me will soon be re-colored.
Boy: Will be the last to erase if that occurred.
Girl: .......................................
Boy: .........................................
By N P Samal
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