Love's Art
On a canvas, I paint my love,
Brushes in hands, over canvas I spill colors,
But they paint differently now, have you seen them fall?
And as they fell, each stroke got right,
And the painting was complete in a moment's time,
It's always the same, the same person,
It's always you, you silly one...
You've taken my brushes, they stroke so differently!
Will you paint some love? I'm waiting patiently,
I know not that, you'll paint a different painting,
A person I don't know, your love maybe…
I can't make a different one; as I try
It turns out to be, just the same person,
I'm happy, I'm sad, I'm in love perhaps.
Love that I gave, painting that I made,
You know not of it; I can only imagine,
What if my drawings are disclosed to you;
Lost love would scribble in my head,
I'm waiting maybe, for the paper to tear,
In pieces it's left, just like broken crayons,
I don't know why, why it has the same colours….
2018-07-12 14:58:49
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