A love story compared in poetry to art.
Poetry is like painting.
A poet''s work is never done.
Strokes and words keep rearranging.
Fresh beginnings that have begun.
Beauty comes in many colors.
Hues splashed across my heart.
Each brilliant shade glimmers.
Words giving life to Michelangelo''s art.
Passion brings rise to new feelings.
Feelings of love that grow.
Colors begin revealing.
Words begin to flow.
Come paint a love picture.
Paint across the canvas of my heart.
Each loving stroke Is brighter.
As love grows from the start.
Tenderness guides each stroke.
Love brings life to every word.
Magnificence begins to uncloak.
The sweetest poem ever heard.
A love story continues to play,
On the canvas of my heart.
Beauty in a portrait conveys,
Devotion that will never impart.
Words are incandescent.
Paintings of glorious splendor.
Penned with love so vibrant.
Painted on my heart''s canvas full of color.
Paint this love story neverending.
Write the words of love that are new.
Colors that are blending.
Words tell of love so true.
