The Last Masterpiece

She flowed out of his sable brush As if form became fluid Indigo blue the first of hues Each stroke a caress … A teardrop sliding down his face His memories piercing his heart Sighs and a deep breath His lifetime masterpiece awaits … Silver lit hair black as night Her Indigo eyes abrim with love Soft white skin transparent A white spotted dress of cornflower blue silk trimmed waist Forever imprinted in Memory A testament to their Love Raising his hand wrinkled through time the curve of her breast takes shape her form follows next … Pausing for thought , he remembers a day etched fast in his mind Around her head , Mists of water rainbow hues Behind her a waterfall of crystal blue Shadow and shape suggest beings The faeries she hoarded Dancing like angels around her head These he added as she would be pleased … His hand starts to shake effort and time taking its toll mad with mother time robbing him of his one great gift this would be his last … Pouring 50 years of marriage His heart and soul Smeared , brushed , and smudged Light and dark no dis chord Finished he is complete His one great masterpiece His wife his love … Packing away his palette an artisan to his gift closing the lid on colour washing his brushes and cleaning knives Weathered hands tremble Reaching for a glass The bottle , a sherry he saved , from a golden anniversary their last … Taking a sip he closes his eyes waiting for memory to carry him back To a time beloved …