Love By Numbers

I painted myself in Technicolor
Dividing myself into unequal numbers
My heart is a subtle pearlescent
Red/blue/gold - a symbol of my family's crescent

Due to this concrete jungle's overspray
My legs stay primed in matt grey
New hues await them when I escape this maze

My head is a psychedelic 3D explosion
Pinks/greens and blues confuse new strangers
Who view me with borrowed glasses
They tell their friends I'm last seasons fashion

I dip my hands into invisible ink
Some recognise the true colour beneath my skin
Others feel the tenderness from my fingerprints
We all have SmellyFingers but most don't notice to think

My arms are stained by the summer sun
Red/brown burnt that sheds when winter comes
I holiday to escape from what other's pretend
Bitterness wrapped in cloth until I'm back in heat again

Overall I'm lacquered in many layers of love
Loved by numbers and I can't get enough
A multitude of colours fade into the heavens above
Fading love paints a new number when one colour bleeds too much