hues splattered across the floor boards
You'd say your bored
I'd laugh at your joke
Then dip a paint brush to soak
I'd glide my brush aross my page
You'd stare as time would age
Then my paint would dry
And I'd sit back and sigh
You'd give me a look
And I'd take the bait at the end of the hook
I'd give a amused grin
And you'd smile back in sin
I'd advert my irises to the paint
And you'd laugh, whispering saint
I'd give you a glare
While your eyes undressed me bare
You'd crawl to my lap
And we'd both take a nap
Doze off in the sun
You'd end off with a pun
My future love better be taking notes ;)
