Canvas - Poem by Jonell George
Paint me a picture so I can take a seat in your mind for a minute and absorb your color lines... Crossed legs, I take a trip into time, hues full of purples and blues, massaging my mind...
Your thoughts take flight as I travel in time, back to the mold of you and what you've been through.... Brush strokes forward to the private visions beyond the imaginations of few...
But you take me there, my trusting guide; invite me onto the road less travelled...
Let me see it through your visual screenplay, script clearly depicts each scene as it’s unraveled...
Hang on your every word, like ripe fruit on branches of life's masterpiece...
Blended colors create, beautiful silhouettes, each word set to increase...
My intrigue... The curiosity of the art form before me, and why it is I you chose...
To go from creation, to the presentation, leading to adoration, thus... keeping me on my toes...
Lean forward into the abstract collages of you, Tippy toeing past any insecurity...
I rise in amazement of the emerging view and submerge into every dropp of your diversity...
Paint me a picture...
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