The mindless thoughts crossing over,
The images that form in mind
The feelings I can not get over.
The face that appears
Whenever I close my eyes,
The love that overwhelms me
That sometimes makes me cry.
I keep drawing something randomly
The thoughts does not stop now,
The space around me is a canvas
My hands act like a brush now.
I can choose from a variety of colors
And yet white only seems appropriate,
I want to paint my love
And to get it reflected.
I want to show my happiness
I want to go with the flow,
I want to get the message across
I want to dance and show.
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