Bee Kilpatrick

Paint Your Face - Poem by Bee Kilpatrick

I will paint you a picture
That will make you smile
Wait all night it
It will take a while

I will sew you cloak
That will keep you warm
Listen to the man
Play that horn

I lay with you while
The bed is warm
By the morning light
My cloak is worn

Hold on tight
While I spin this yarn
We will take all comers
That want to sing along

While we take to the night
By storm and siege
For all of our tomorrows
We got to be free

To spin our yarns
Paint your face keep you warm
Listen to the man
Blow that horn

Put on your cloak for this is the end
Of your picture show
You can stay
But I have to go

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 28, 2010

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