A smile painted

with watercolor thoughts

Diluted in shades

you will never see

All absorbed on paper thins,

A lifeless canvas

Your love, a metaphor

So warm, so abrasive

Bristles as soft as your touch

When you are not mad

Your words,

a blow to the head

Ruby red waterfall

My grip, my breath

Intermittent

Like a dream

One can only hope

For tomorrow