Wednesday, July 13, 2011


My lines, defined
My shape drawn angles and curves
Palette in hand,
You give me life.
You color me saturated
Yellow like bright light, like sun
Red, my anger, a fire
Green under skin, for what I want but can't have
My pinks are flushed
My blues
My blues know no bounds
There is dimension and intensity to my grays.

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