Tuesday, December 6, 2011

You Can Paint Me

When you drape your hands
across the canvas of my skin
can you feel the bristling -
of the brush?

Will you sense the tingling…
the passion of the paint?

Can you see the vision -
that you'll create?

Each stroke….you'll weave
like coloured fingers of thread
entwined in the tapestry of me.

You can paint me in the dark
until the renaissance of dawn
you’re a master of your skills
and I a sculpture…..
of your artistic will.


  1. That touches so many aspects of my life. I am a painter and understand so much the brush on canvas. Just beautiful.

  2. what a title.

    interactive and dynamic imagery.