you were the paint
in my blue, blue sky
the green of my trees
that green from my eyes
a brush stroke passed
and washed away
the blue, blue blends
and turned into gray
you were the paint
that made my world blend
the mix and the hue
that made my blood red
a dead dry brush
hardened by the paint
put to rest in water
soaked up the cup
you were the paint
yellow and scraped
across intangible lines
drawn around and draped
a drip drop dripped
tears down the canvas face
ruining the rhythm
purposing the pace
building down to nothing
the paint devoured all
and rolled up the color
into fat violet balls
you were the paint
that covered my world in fire
the all consuming orange
that blazed my desire
a dancing flame flickered
caught concocted copse
flirted with flesh
and licked the last drop
[Originally written, 2012]
I loved it.
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Aw, thanks π I’m glad.
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Woow!!beauiful. Words painted onto a canvas. Loved reading it.
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Thanks thatβs kind of you π
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Beautiful π
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Thank you so much! π
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