Analysis of A Post-producer, and hawthorn-addict

(C11, M54, Y89, K0): the daintily-mellowed tints of a glorious sunset
Glides along his vernier of Color Depths

C——a positive value indicates: African blue basil; and a negative one - tulips bulbs
M——positive- saffron flowers; negative- red cedar wood
Y——positive- curry powder; negative- lavender
K——positive- black cardamoms; negative- white peppers
(How the spicily fragrant colors have absorbed the essence of the world around him!
The hawthorn underneath his tongue tastes as insipid as a mothball now）

The dwindling form of a lady vanishes beyond wind-etched grooves and mushroom rocks…
He yearns so, to affix a pair of wings on her, with some sealing wax.
(Or to replace the color of her windbreaker with scarlet? Which the chief editor has strictly forbidden-
Art, love, whatever his excuse might be）
And to give her a twilight tint with the ‘soft light’ blend mode

All begins with the color of a Jericho rose
And ends somewhere dim and undiscovered
When tranquil beams of an afterglow carved everything out
What’s left for him to do is to brush away the wood dust