Water-colored Fantasies

November 9, 2016

As she painted her picture,
She included his reticent smile.
It danced in between the pages;
And all along her fingertips.

As she sung her calming song,
She had belted out his name.
It flowed beauty from her lips;
And her hat caught dollar bills.

As she wrote her silent feelings,
She wrote most of the insipid day.
It was pensive thought until it waned away;
And the ideas were of Poe and Frost.

As she winded down for the day,
She looked closely at the frame.
For its picture held her love;
And that is what he had left her for.

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