Your voice is color
And when you speak
Words in watercolor
Escape your lips
Splotching your shades and hues
Perfect pastels
on my blank canvas.
The impressionistic piece
left behind
Is up to me to interpret
And i will
Despite your intention
So when I dip the brush
And prepare to paint
I try to paint intentionally
To Speak in brushstrokes
That blend
And avoid hard lines
And encourage our special spectrum
And our watercolor words
That are too beautiful
Not to frame forever.
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