Just a Few Patches I Urge You To Paint

You are having many a hue with you Just a few drops I beg of you to lend me Trust me this I will hide inside the shell We picked up last night from the tasty water The purple water that the spring released Out of the volcanic dance we brought up As we tapered, the tree shed oleander A few drops I beg you to lay on my door It is the food that holds the river on It is the river that holds the banks tight It is the banks that hold the palm tall It is the laugh that fills the golden hall Just a few patches I urge you to paint From the rainbow that you always wear In case you keep refusing like the parents How shall I add colours to my pages