I Tried To Paint You

I tried to paint you, like they did the Mona Lisa. But the pain in your eyes was far too real. Almond shaped wells of tears. I tried to paint you, but the colors on my palette failed me like they always do. I only think of you in shapes and shades that never dared to exist. I walked the line and tried to change you, re-arrange you, soften your edges, and remove the smudges. But even Dorian Gray gave me the stink-eye from his frame. Who could dare and paint you? Interpret your dimensions.. Sketch your subtle movements.. Measure the limits at which your world expands.. Speculate the details on the back of your hands.. Who could ever dare to pick up a brush and paint the world? Paint it as it disguises itself as the sun The sun that watches you from a window-pane While your sleepy eyes close and open in a thousand ways. I tried to paint you Frame you But all that is left of these attempts are empty canvases hung on the walls in my head.