Evenings, when in love with an artist.
Whilst he unfolds the meaning
of it all, with colour,
I find it all in him.
But watch and
(of course) grasp and consume
with bare palms,
pockets of his pondering exhale,
that lay wondering in the air.
Just to taste
for a moment, what it is like
to unfold the meaning of it
all with colour.
Preeti Sinha
Thu 18th Sep 2014 04:55
"Just to taste
for a moment, what it is like
to unfold the meaning of it
all with colour."
This is beautiful, delicate and so tender.
Love it, Charlie :)