You don’t know me.
To know me
you have to love me.
You can love me.
Come here and love me.
to be our blank canvas of
withinacross the gentle rising of your chest
with the gentle
rhythmsstrokes of my hearttongue.
And if you like you can unravel the stitching,
poking holes where you see fit,
desired effect of
lovepaint seeping through.
We can share this
as we trickle it across the floors,
splashing it around with our
We can fill the days with it,
blissful as it soaks into all the trees,
enchanted as the flowers turn an aquamarine,
inspired as the raccoons turn a vivid blue.
We can recolor the dirt and granular rocks
with a more desirable and inviting hue
so that both children and grown ups alike
dreamplay in sand boxes, enlivenedfascinated once again.
If you’d like it swim in indigo oceans
and witness chrome red
we can decorate every facet of this world
with our display of uninhibited
Or if you’d prefer to create a more introspective
romanceart we can keep the tints within,
as we discover the bronze and sapphire dyes of our limbs.
loveart and this is an expression of artlove.
If you’d like to
explorecreate all you’ve ever dreamt to see
come here and
loveget to know me.
* This was the most enjoyable piece I’ve yet to write. I feel happy 🙂