Monday, October 31, 2016

If You Are The Canvas

© If You Are The Canvas,
Let my lips and my tongue be the brushes
Stroking landscapes with colors of my love;
Let my perfume wreathe you as it gushes
Forth like music rising one more octave;
Let my breath spread weighted hues forever.

Mimi Wolske

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(painting by Malcolm Liepke)