This is called "The Color Thief."
And you could make the color thief whatever you want.
I know what I'm meant it to be, but just let it be mysterious.
"The Color Thief."
"I enter your room with my purple face,
moist from excitement.
The black straw basket I carry in my yellow arms
cracks softly in tune with a brittle snap of my blue legs.
As I sneak to your bed, little girl,
have you got a pink buttock to lend
or a cream colored navel that darkens
to brown as it spirals inward or breasts?
Yes, they are swelling now.
For the first time, I touch them.
I take the nipples in my hands.
They are hard and almost as magenta as plums.
I drop them into my basket and leave quickly.
The light bulbs I've stuck in the tips of your breasts
shine far into your middle age, the clearest white I've
ever seen."
[CLEARS THROAT]
I'm sorry.
I'm very hoarse from the medicine.
I'm dry.