i am composed with blocks of color
uneven boundaries &
strong contrasts.
so put these shades
to rest and lay me
softly on a bed.
tonight i will sleep in
charcoal and arcrylic
and you will keep your
pencil outlines
with no detail
to fill in those
eyes.
your mouth simply an
overextended, exaggerated
line that crept onto the
reaches of mine.
we made art.
with paintbrush fingers
and overcast shoulders.
contained in the threads
of an oversize canvas,
you kissed my forehead
and spoke to me of
modern love.
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