blank canvas
oil paints
silent echos
i close my eyes
and your face i see
awakening my senses
and my hands begin to move
grabbing for the paint
and pressing hard against the canvas
blank and of no form or shape
until you came to me
as the brush begins to glide
a face is unmasked
and the glow of your skin
seems to come alive
i am mesmerized of this
creatures pure innocence
staring at the picture
i see you staring back at me
picture perfect
perfect picture
my masterpiece;
you are everything to me.
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