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I want to paint a picture
of butterfly kisses
on gentle Sunday mornings.
A silver tray,
with a long stemmed rose.
A pot of tea and
A delicate china cup.
I want to paint a picture of
a four poster bed,
satin sheets.
White laced curtains.
The rays of the sun
permeating the room,
shining through the white curtains.
I want to paint a picture of
tender fingers that trace a line
on my shoulder blades.
To return my smile
without unnecessary words.
I want to paint a picture
of calm, of peace and
of a tranquil moment
to look upon when
I'm awakened by the glaring
Sound of my alarm clock.
or the loud angry voices
of my fighting neighbors
Through the thin paper walls of
My apartment.
I rush about, getting ready to
face another day.
Sustained by the image
of gentle Sunday mornings
a delicate china cup of tea.
The scent of a long stemmed rose
the filtered glow of sunlight,
And a simple kiss.