Heart
The heart is a canvas;
It’s been stroked with canary yellows and deep navy,
Everything I do is because of you,
You’ve painted it so effortlessly,
You didn’t have to endure but one small look,
One slight adjustment,
And a small step back to see the whole picture,
What you’ve created,
Colours so bright the komorebi itself would find it admiring such beauty,
Desiring an artist with such a loving hand,
I hope to have created an equally extravagant piece upon yours,
Stroked with deep blues,
All your doing with my welfare at heart,
I can only wish that it took but one small glance,
One slight adjustment,
And a small step back to see the whole picture,
What I’ve created,
Colours so knowing even the ancient sky would covet such understanding,
Desiring an artist with such a loving hand,
You are an artist as well as a masterpiece.
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Blind Poets
PoetryPoetry for those who find both comfort and discomfort in the dark. - Em Instagram: @em.g_4 WARNING This book includes references to sensitive topics such as suicide, depression, struggles with mental health and so on.
