My eyes are closed,
but I can still see your heart
as you whisper me.
What a vision of beauty
I see in the dark
Painting your love across my life.
Stroke me with your brush
Crush me with the lustful colors
Let my canvas melt onto
You fingertips
As you draw a picture
Of me coloring you
Beautiful sunshines
Or misty blues
I chalk your love
far and wide
Waiting for you
To come inside
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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