Sunday, November 3, 2013

A lighted blue sky and a painter's dream

Her skirt had botches of colors,
Red, pink, purple, green,
Her hands had colors too,
Her fingernails,
They had colorful sails,
And her cheeks,
They had pinkish hue,
And her canvas
Was like a lighted sky
Spread all over his eyes.

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