Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Painting You

today I painted you with commas,
red stained half-moons across the window

it was your idea in the first place
to make the view more appealing

and once begun, it was as if something
too long pent up inside me, burst

open with a vengeance and flowed and flowed
and overflowed, the red river running and staining

leaving the telltale red marks
while you sat in the garden

admiring the salvaged elephant
fountain, watering your world


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