A New Canvas

And if I am fortunate
you will paint my eyes.
Past the scarlet trails
where complexity has clouded
clear view to sight.
compassion?

Oblivion carved against
passionate flood plains deep below the
hardened weave. in beaded drops of
serendipitous pleasure.

What color do your dreams boast
as you raise brush
dipped and dripping?

scraping whispers, pushing into,
an under sheath, spreading oils
on this surface.
a season of blue?
warm sienna against implicit
shades of tender mingling with brash
outspoken composure?

Will you catch the glimmer of
sun's rays spreading out from behind
stiffened strands coated by experience?

How shall delight paint?

Feel the nape as line is drawn
in perspective?
Where will you begin?
To paint, to kiss?
Ah, yes, a kiss..
always a good place to start.

SadieLu2011

nice.

With a kiss and thy brush in hand,,,
I shall Grey you with some pink,
blushing into your soft smile with that clever wink.
Pausing as I ingest my view,,for your texture is so pure and true.
Tell me how my canvas slants, toward all of your elegance...

Your canvas glows as your words grow,,,Beautiful......

I like your kind of painting Sadie!!

..Magnificent..

I quite enjoyed that read. Thank you.

Well put

Thanks, Happy Mothers Day comin up~~~

" Grey you with some pink" a lovely line to think upon.
Thank you, Terry

Thank you, it is ongoing and needs more practice.

Sweet Ainjel,thank you...

You are so very welcome. Thank you.

Thank you, I am glad you appreciate.

The world through your heart soul body and mind
move my soul...

Happy almost mothers day lovely

It's always our Day..Happiest Blessings to you.