Blank canvas

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I just wrote this new poem. Wish you all like it. Please do not copy. I hate plagiarist people.

A blank canvas is thine face

devoid of the colours of emotions

but awaiting my days

I stray from the usual notions

That simplifies this flux of life

And find shelter in that blank canvas of yours

Like a soldier and his knife

I crave your company and that safe haven of yours

That you keep hidden in disguise

If I look at thine visage my heart flutters

I wonder the wonders it would do

if I dropped some colour in that art

a little pink, some rouge and a little blue

a pinch of red and green too will work like a poisonous dart

working its way through my veins

Stop the rhythm startling me to the last cell

I conquered whatever I wanted

But you remain unvanquished

I still await the return of thine colours

Still hold my aching heart and yearn for that smile

But now all I see are cold eyes

Memories and past moments forgotten due to all the lies

I hate doing this

But still wait for your return, my love

Your colours, My palate for the portrait of my life.....

Sizzie waltz

Hope you all enjoy it. Any questions, do not hold back. I will do my best to satisfactorily answer them.

Yours always

Siz

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