Let me make you my muse
Can I use your heart as my canvas
Until you see what I see in you?
Hang your face up on walls so that you can notice
What you consider imperfection
Is the reason for our deepest connection
I want your images to remind me of how you used to be
But also how much you’ve grown with me
I want to paint outside the lines of your mind
Until you find that color has replaced the darkest of your thoughts
They say that “art imitates life”
So, can I sketch the past mistakes we’ve both made when we couldn’t get it right?
Capture the moments we’d never forget,
The things we thought we left behind and the choices that left us with regrets….
Because it has all led us right here
With you…lying in my arm like a masculine sleeping beauty,
Wondering, if you’ve ever dreamt of me…
I wanted to go find my brushes but then I realized that I didn’t have any
and that all I actually had to offer were these words
They say that “art is silent poetry and poetry is paintings that speak”
So let me make you my muse…
Wow.
"Can I use your heart as my canvas
Until you see what I see in you?
Hang your face up on walls so that you can notice
What you consider imperfection."
Well done!
& the ending!
Loved this!
^_^
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo