Friday, March 11, 2011

Day 205, the Artist

It's the way you painted
The sullen afternoon waters
With a single streak of gold
The bulbous sun hanging pregnant
Insignificant in the dusk
A pearly blue sky ashen
Grieved as the cashmere grey
Of night bleeds in
But I find it serene, mystical
Majestic. Intended.
It makes me want You
to paint me too.

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