Delicate mixtures of pinks and flesh tones,
upon a pale canvas, a small brush roams.
Subtle hints of browns and gentle red hues,
to create the perfect image of you…
As my eyes capture, your every curve,
feelings take over, then I lose my nerve.
Soft lips so enticing, I can just smile,
yearning to kiss them, even for awhile.
Red locks fall nicely, over bare shoulders,
all I can dream of is just to hold her.
Cradle her within the heat of my arms,
to guard against pain & save her from harm.
As my hands finish their course, I fall deep,
into the canvas, created for me.
Author notes
picture prompt.
done in a sonnet....
10 syllables, 14 lines ( 3 stanzas of four lines and ending in a couplet) with a rhyme scheme thaat varies.
this one: aabb ccdd eeff gg
A contest entry
- I'm waiting- 20 poets/30 lines or less by HeavenonEarth.
725 points, ended February 29, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Excellent form!
"Cradle her within the heat of my arms,"
there was something about that line that just stayed with me. I enjoyed the creativity and form that was inspired from the picture prompt. Thank you so much for entering my contest and all the best to you
Much Love and Many Blessings~
~Joy
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This is very nice. I love your imagery. It is so descriptive. It drew me into the poem. Good luck to you in the contest.
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well another, i say! a stirring tale of paintings becoming a reality from fantasy land. success in this contest.
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this is a lovely write mommy full of such love and imagery. your metaphors so strong and intriguing you always inspire me but I miss you
i always need you 
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Oh my, a lovely sonnet to this prompt. Yes indeed, you certainly did paint. Simply lovely. ~Pamela
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Beautifully Inscribed!
What's ya trying to do, steal my thunder or what?
Great job hun, all the best within the contest.
Peace, Timothy
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