deadcolouring.

by hiraeth   Nov 27, 2020


where the sun begins,
and you end,
i'll never know.
i confess freely,
i’m not an artist.
i know little about
art and composition,
but you framed by the
windowsill, your hair
alight the quickly
evaporating evening
light rivals any
Caravaggio.

this, I know.

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  • 4 months ago

    by Keira Pickard

    This is beautiful - the imagery is amazing. Incredible.

  • 4 months ago

    by Em

    The imagery in this is astounding. Just wow, I wish I could nominate.

    Take care

  • 4 months ago

    by Star

    I really like it when you write simpler poems, this is really beautiful!!!

  • 4 months ago

    by Rania Moallem

    I am always mesmerized by your words.

  • 4 months ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    adding to my favourites - Wonderful, just wonderful!

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