Paint Your Wings

You asked me to paint your wings
in a color that only I knew.
I tried giving them the hue that would set you free,
but the color couldn't get any darker.
If I tried darkening it more,
the color would turn black,
binding you to the darkness of this world.
Darkness so strong
that would kill your kind soul almost instantly,
and I would have to watch you die
unable to do anything,
and there would be no saving me
because you would be dead,
my only salvation would stop existing.
So I am asking you to paint my wings
in a color that only you know.
Give me hope and I will set us both free.