Master-piece
Entered the hallway of the deserted house on the hill
Wind sqealing through the air,,,yet everything was still
Leaves scattered on the floor,,,as I reach the open door-way
A large room with paper falling from the walls,,,a fire was blazing bright
Greens eyes transfixed and staring,,,,my soul embracing second sight
Blonde hair cascades my face,,as I move towards one bare wall
An artists paintbrush in my hand,,,in this house,,,I heard it call
Tie my hair back in a bun,,,one strand falls over my face
As brush touches the canvas,,,every stroke painted with grace
Running the brush from left to right,,,and spreading soo much colour
Tonight I'll produce a master-piece,,,a painting like no other
Sweat trickles down my back,,,as I paint with lust and pleasure
This painting of my love,,,a canvas in this house for one to treasure
My breathing becomes fast,,,can hear heart-beating in my ear
As brush drops onto the floor,,standing amazed,,,love on wall,, soo clear
Thus in the house on the deserted hill,,,I painted my love soo pure and true
Im handing you the key to look,,,that master-piece,,,is YOU
By Jackied
© 2006 Jackied
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