You and I,
We paint in pastels
And our life flashes by in
Spring greens
And salmon
And apricot and melon
We are paint-splattered in life
Our canvas messy with love
Until we cannot fit anymore
We save our brushes for the memories stored
And sketchbooks bursting with late-night kisses
We are pastels
Full of life, love, and wishes.
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Gentle Reminders of You
Poezieoh, reader, my reader, please don't hate what you are about to read they come from a part of me deep inside buried beneath blood and flesh warped in anger and weeping challenged in love changed in trust bound by hope and they are yours
