I'm just an ordinary woman,
Whose holding a spectral love for someone,
An abstract lover of the ancient era,
But I know I can't give the entire euphoria.

For thy heart is covered with white paint,
Only the artist knows what it contains.
To what it looks like when it's varnished,
And to where it runs when it's tarnished.

Will you let me disperse your heart with a visible glow?
To apprise my eyes with bright pigments of impasto.
Something I couldn't fathom this expressionist I met,
It's like my palette knife is creating an elusive silhouette.



© Razda J

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