Brush Me Some Magical Colours.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Baby, with the beautiful mind,
create me some magical words of any kind.
I'm so low at heart today,
despite the sun is shining full all the way.

Verses modern or ancient inspired,
about love and passion they never expired.
Write them, baby, just for me,
as most magical as it could be.

Brush a canvas, choose a colour,
blow them into ardor-splendour,
make my heart go high again,
then I can make some speed with the refrain.

Finish it, baby, like you oft do,
the poetry or painting you can show off too.
Many rainy days and weeks have passed,
now the sun is shining full, we can bask
at the seashore with our love and passion,
they have never withered flowers nor only fashion.

You have always trust me and the reverse,
our love so pure and the passion bursts.
I'mso low at heart today, so low at soul,
you're the one who can make me whole.
Baby, with the beautiful mind,
create me some magical words of any kind.

Sincerely with love, the paintress




© Sylvia Frances Chan
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AD.Friday, the 15th December 2017
@ 9.11 hrs A.M. West-European Time.