Triolet

 All my life I’d dreamed in black and white

till I awoke to Technicolor you.

An exhumed corpse exposed to the sun’s light,

all my life I’d dreamed in black and white

and though the mud had dulled my appetite,

I hunger now for all your shades of blue.

All my life I’d dreamed in black and white

till I awoke to Technicolor you.