Colored With A Smile For Once

These things I ate
So long ago,
Have stained me.
Hued me leather and grey
like my father's hands,
the one I've seen up close anyway,
and mother's clay,
that made figurines
in place of bottles.

mixed
to make
my signature blue.

now you have stained me,
barely digested this smile,
and I don't mind so much.

blue and brown and earth and grey
can only compliment.

even though I know
you aren't coming back,
not looking at me,
really,

at what makes me a man,
or you so polarized,
I thank you for such a colorful
Taste.