Painted Picture

Sometimes its easier to write what I would want to have written about me.

Her body, a canvas
The curves of her hips,
waited to be explored.
Fingertips like bristle,
staining her skin,
painting a story
Mapping an existence.

A kalidascope of color,
melting like crayons
in the summer's sun.
Her smile creates
animation, in a
still frame picture.

She looks at me
with crystallic eyes
Her innocence consumed in a
silky maze of iridescences.


She was to be the prettiest
picture I'd ever painted.

Reviews

[kirstey Lost,Crushed,Co..]

=D i loved this! total going into my thing! you used amazing words and disribtion =] well done =D

[Hello, Goodbye]

I loved this.. your pictures created by way of words are an outstanding achievement..

[Alicia™]

Great description, and use of words. It paints the picture for me.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is beautiful. Description and every line was strong. You are excellent Poet. Thank you for sharing.
Coyote