Paint You

I love to paint you

without a paintbrush

colors, or an easel...

easily,

I paint you within the strokes

of my pen,

its magical...

more beautiful,

the way your energy feeds my soul to

write,

I think of you softly between

metaphors, freeverse

and pretty cursive,

just as your kisses become haikus...

when I paint you

we dance between limericks,

and your smile translates to art,

your idyllic soul, gentle as watercolors

transforms scribbles to poetry,

to create a masterpiece

already all my own...

2007.