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you paint me in green
temporarily
delicately
softly
offering an expansive sanctuary
of memories i had long forgotten
your face has changed
but your eyes remain the same
cold and detached at first sight
you have a softness in you that seldom few see
i wish i cradled it tighter
...
they see us walk among the pines
chuckling at our naivety
i wish their claims held no bearing over us
-c. alejandra
 Nov 2020 Aleksandra
mikarae
sing me your inspiration,
so that words may blossom
through the rings of the tree
in my paper.

gift me your passions,
so that pathways may carve
through inked rivers
and graphite daydreams.

paint me your love,
so that I may palette
your rainbow
and color my canvas

with my favorite colors of you.

the soft pink
of the inside of your lips,
and the offset grey
haloed through your eyelashes.

tiger lily freckles framed
by sweet peach
and wallflower blushes.

rainfall wrists
and dutch cocoa silk.

all my canvas needs
are the colors of you.
acrylic affirmations and watercolor whispers

— The End —