Paint Me
Come and paint me naked and bare
and meddle with the joy and sorrow that I bear,
come and paint my dignity
and touch the soft spot of my sanity
deliver the wellspring of life
and help me roll the winning dice.
Come and splash your paint all over me
and rub the texture into the canvas
and highlight the delicate lines
that meet beyond the mountainous sky
and watch the paint drips
Come and brush my face with your fine brush
and make a new portrait of me
just paint me the way you see me
and don’t hold back the mystery
there is a detail in everyone that
nobody can understand, it takes
a true artist to find it
and a master painter to highlight it
Come and paint my dreams and
Reveal the final scene.
Paint my soul and spirit
and love as nature reveals it
paint my body with your charm
And shake the dust off of my feet
And when you done hang it on the wall
And listen to my heart beat
Paint me in my natural self
Paint my before you go to bed
And when you have nothing to do
just paint me!
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2024
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