Your contours hurt me
scratching my face
you hear the cracks?
in pale yellow face
afraid to laugh
life unseen
eyes screened
hiding the craving
a timid, frightened, restrained
I wasn't this!

Pour me another color
of burnt umber's illusions
opaque emotions
revolutionary eyes
webbed lips;hidden
screaming for a name
You hear the cry?
My wait ends
life begins anew
waiting for the right texture
start, proceed, follow my desires
A woman; changed.

(Last year I painted this and suddenly I found her changed.I painted her,again.
He choices, her colors....)


Comments: 53
Love this.
Featured in the Triple Name Club.
I love it masterpiece verse !!
And the strokes to accompany love in color !!!
10 4 u
Thank you miss B.
Love and hugs - S.
A book, perhaps?