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A Canvas

Blank
the canvass waits
her colours swirl in empty space
such luscious lines
one shan't trace

must, I shall, but will, I try
with lightened touch of skillfull grace
where beauty marks a flawless face

ever pure her aura claims
a flow filled silk of brushes aim
the figure still, the context formed
visions held as palates warm

the blues the reds her skin so smooth
deeply bled inside her truth
each stroke my gift from eye to eye
shades of peace just floating by

Written by JusTim_
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