feint…
they are—
these colors.
how they
tease
as I walk
by.
I don’t pretend
to know them
intimately…
just enough
that heart
takes flight,
blood quickens…
when they are
near.
infatuation.
just one
touch. that’s
all. and you
have me, you
devils. don’t
let me be.
ever.
18 comments:
Lovely, Laura, especially how you described infatuation.
You seamlessly went from talking about them to talking TO them...and you carried us in your heart as you did. How?
Blessings.
The painting, the words - so lovely Laura.
nice....i like the oainting and the words play so nice...yes, infatuation...
Just one touch.. like the flutter of wings..
I love this!
Wonderful personification--drew me in and left me smiling.
Sweet! Love the painting.
Awesome paintings and writing too~ so simple yet so deep~ thank you for sharing.
ooh this is wonderful; it's wrapped me around its little finger, your prose, and your painting is so soft and real--like i could reach through the screen... and laura, i'll admit i teared up, so thankful for you sharing your artwork. it's incredible, and i'm infatuated. xo
my finger
traded places
with the branch
where delicate
strength clings
Laura
You paint your world with the colors of peace, serenity and love.
Beautiful pairing of little bird and your inspired poem.
The painting has a very Zen quality to it.
Cheers,
Joanny
Beautifully done! Always enjoy visiting here. Such a treat.
how lovely - and did you paint this beautiful picture?
i know this feeling - with my saxophone...
Wow. This is so very cool!
okay...
I love love this.
and I'm jealous in a love love way.
I came via Glynn Young and this is absolutely beautiful.
you are pure gift, Laura.
I thank God for the song that you are and for the miles you've traveled to bless.
Laure
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