I gave you
A silhouette
A shadow of
A drawing of
The heart
That beats
Within me
To fill
Freely
To rend me
As you see me
And you
You
You color
Me deadly
In blacks
And greys
With no shade
Entirely
Abject
Of light
You paint me
As you see me
But you paint
Yourself
As well
For all I gave
Was a silhouette
An abstract
Portrait
For you
To fill
As you
And only you
Will
July 16th, 2014 at 7:04 PM
I paint you gold, to match your heart. This is an amazing poem…so full of meaning, but sadly full of hurt…you should be published, and this is a prime example why.
August 21st, 2014 at 1:46 AM
I enjoyed the poem as i have always enjoyed your writing.
January 12th, 2015 at 9:15 AM
Beautiful. Haunting. You have talent. Now, I’m missing my poetry writing days. I tinker with this and that on my tiny blog,(squint and you MIGHT see it.lol) but it’s been some time since I delved into anything like this. I may just have to take another fling at it.