White figure on me
Heavy like clouded panes
Smudged by me
But self-cleaning

White ghost sinking into
My muddy chest
The night takes the sun
The cloud is now black

But still it is so wet
Soaking my skin in a deep
In a deep you
Cloudy white is my favourite white

My pallet is now white
Dipping my brush
It’s wet
And now it’s white too