Paint me a tapestry
Colors richer than the red wine, the fresh fruit
Graceful lines
As if the hunting egret visited
Sketch me a woman, prim and proper
Skin the hue of milk
Caressing every bone, taut and protective
Neck arched in poise, as if the dressage horse
Sew me a rug
Threads finer than spider’s web
Intertwined, intricate, as the human soul
Depict a flowing pattern, suggest a story
Stitch me a sunset
Layers of color, fading dark to light
Capture the emotion, raw and fierce
Drown the viewer in nature, seduce
Play me a tune
Melodic, heart-warming
Listeners sway serene to the beat
Sins abruptly forgotten in the steady rhythm
Love me a blanket
To keep me wrapped in your scent
So can capture your emotion, sway to your song,
admire your small even stitches, follow your artistic
lines, run my fingers through your even threads.
Hand me your heart
I will nurture, the maternal mother
Store my secrets you will keep
Do not be afraid, I love you
There’s nothing to loose.
