her knees are soft and bruised.
I have done nothing to make this happen,
they bruise from the inside out
and it creates this painfully beautiful spectrum of
purples, blues, and greens.
she is a painfully beautiful canvas that I
constantly paint on.
I realize that she is strong in this sense,
She says no when need be,
And begs please.. when she can't wait anymore.
I am her brush and I am ready to paint her.