Do you get the picture? |
A Picture of Words I know that it sounds rather absurd. But why am I telling you all? I'm working, painting a picture of words, In parts of your mind, a visual rings. It's like the song that a morning dove sings. Or the light of a flickering candle. To my eye, soft glowing rays it would bring. Above fireplace, poised upon mantle. In dimly lit room, I want a sample. As I am taking off all of your clothes. Your hands upon me, so soft and gentle. Firmly pulling you in, striking a pose. I get all caught up in these pictures I'm painting. Come to the end, did my words have you fainting? By -~w0lfbane~- (Spenserian) |