“Be Gentle..” I plead through water colour eyes,
As your brush traces my blank canvas,
Colour me red, purple, yellow, grey,
Cover me in fingerprints, bite marks, handprints, dismay.
“It's my first time..” I sigh as you approach me,
You knew what you had come for as you see red,
‘To paint’ you sigh as your grey eyes fall,
‘To love’ yellow...
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