Paint Me
Visions of blue,
Purple skies afar,
It never registered how far you are;
Painting pictures,
Timid and shy,
Wow, you really did catch my eye;
So I painted your beauty,
But you never recognized,
The feelings that were his in that painted disguise;
But when the sun sets,
And I still haven't traveled to,
I'll set up my canvas to paint all of you.
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Paint Me (Poem)
PoetryI wrote this poem when I was 13, I was going through a phase of liking a celebrity (not going to specify). As time passed, I would look back on this poem and wonder where I got my inspiration from to write it; I still like that celebrity a bit but n...
