Painted Smile

Beautiful! We all wear those smiles at times. Look around you and know in comfort that you will be caught when you wear yours. Xoxo :)

I don't plan on wearing anything.
I am naked and transparent,
look or look away...
(I have no painted smiles, I
 just paint canvases.)

Turn around real slooooooow. I want more than a look! Oh yes! Now move your body......I mean move that canvas a little to the sunlight. :)

Beautiful painting by the way. :)

careful what you ask for,
you just might get it....

Well now.....we finally have gotten past the 30 minute foreplay. LOL!!! Bring it on....paint my canvas. :)

Soulfully sweet!  

Aahhh--To have someone with whom we can always be ourselves...inspite of our flaws...and even when we make mistakes, that special person will always be right by our side ...  This is perhaps one life's most treasured gifts.

Such beautiful sentiment shared! <3

If you can't be yourself around your
closest friends, then what are friends
for?

So True nothing more comforting when the person knows you are there for him or her

Yes, being there for them is one of
the greatest gifts you can give to  
your friend.
Welcome to the site!

I love the way you write and find a painting to go with it...your tumblr blog is gorgeous
Good artist in both media
x0
Kitty

thank you Kitty, your kind words
mean more to me than than you could
possibly imagine.

a very nice write with the true feeling of love wrapped tightly in it!

strider

You got it, my friend,
love that knows no bounds...

Even if I could rein in the passion,
I wouldn't.

It's a lovely poem, jag...
you have the touch
to catch the mood so
well...

Thanks, D. your praise
means a lot to me.

Freedom... We have to feel free to not to wear those fake smiles and do what our heart says. It's the most right way to live... and to love. Wonderful write.

True, Dan. The woman in question works
in a restaurant where she is required
to smile even when she doesn't feel it.
Her boss actually told her she looks mean
when she doesn't smile. You can't make this up.

But I bet she smiles without being forced to when she's with you. Funny how that works...

She says I make her laugh.
I thrive on the smiles she
gives me, ma petite.

And I meant every word.

Beautiful

Yes, she is. My poem is but
a pale reflection.

the painting is a feast of colours and emotions just what the poem evokes.

Yes, thank you. I always paint to music
to which I have an emotional response
so it shows up in the paintings.
See more at:
http://jamayaa.tumblr.com/