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Your Canvas
I see the many colours of you
Pastel shades
Fire breathing colours
That jump off your canvas
They say things so much better than words
Painting visions in my mind
Its like my own private gallery
Every framed picture
Thoughts inspired by your landscape
A river of colour
I wish to learn to swim in
No confusion in the artistry of your beauty
Its been painted
Been sculptured by heaven
I am seduced by your canvas
The colours reach out seductively
They creep into my soul of colours
Mixing a new colour of us
Patterns of love drawn
Splashes of passion upon a blank canvas
A future masterpiece
Yet to be finished
Pastel shades
Fire breathing colours
That jump off your canvas
They say things so much better than words
Painting visions in my mind
Its like my own private gallery
Every framed picture
Thoughts inspired by your landscape
A river of colour
I wish to learn to swim in
No confusion in the artistry of your beauty
Its been painted
Been sculptured by heaven
I am seduced by your canvas
The colours reach out seductively
They creep into my soul of colours
Mixing a new colour of us
Patterns of love drawn
Splashes of passion upon a blank canvas
A future masterpiece
Yet to be finished
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