PORTRAIT OF A BLANK CANVAS

Emptiness,

Staring at my face,

Like a blank canvas.

Hazy,

Neutral colors,shades

Mainly now,

Black and white

Colors,

And in between

Is the greys.

Sitting across,

You look so

Cool,

Perhaps mocking

Me,

You enter

With such

Force,

My whole

Life in

Always another

Dancing light!

We are

Bonding strangers,

After all

You and I,

As you come

To me,

Always through

My soul and

Eyes,

In a vision of

Magic colors,

Shades, darks and

Lights.

Crowded palette,

Worn out brushes,

Sensual touches in the

End.

Sweat and heart,

That will bring

Your

Lingering...

Vision,

To me at last

Alive!





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vjochum's picture

mmmmm my dear Dorian, The canvas is now no longer blank. You've painted a most colorful world upon it!

Floreann Cawley's picture

Dorian, Brilliant,bright,this poem speaks loudly. Floreann