Poetry - A Painting

A Painting

I raise my brush to paint thy perfection
Thoughts of light and love gush through me
With one movement there is color
Another creates the flow of harmony
To hold thy beauty is to truly live
I sway from side to side enamored
I race to capture thy sensuous movement
To quick to be bounded I advance with admiration
I am enthralled by thy splendor
Enchanted I continue to liberate such majesty upon all
Thoughts of failure oppose my achievement
Thy smile equally ensures that I shall persist
I am overwhelmed and willingly surrender
With a few brisk strokes it is complete
Look upon this painting for it reflects you my dear
You are truly glorious and blissful!

Franco

I wrote this while thinking about all of you my brothers and sisters.