Poetry using paint as a reference to love and how beautiful it can seem.
If i painted you
Perfection could not touch
The tip of your tongue
Locked expression
Fingers run
Time expells
slow the pace
My brush again
Upon cheeck trace
Color in face
Seeing ahead
Thoughts you have read
All forward internal
Of harmony eternal
Holds in your reflection
Eyes of detection
See right through me
Because
You already knew me
@Camile McGregor
Wow, awesome painting!
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Thank you that is a painting I found on Google:)
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Wonderful post.
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Thank you! 🙂
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