• He stares up

    The ceiling fan

    It's blades turn moderately slow

    Like a pinwheel on a

    Slow sunny day


    He paints a picture

    But only in his head

    It shows every thing he,

    Wants,

    Needs,

    Has,

    Had,

    Got,

    Gave,

    Hoped for


    It is a beautiful

    Painting

    Covered in undiscovered

    Colors

    Every undiscovered color

    And no other

    Every undiscovered

    Brush stroke

    Every undiscovered kind,

    Type

    Of paint


    And she is beautiful

    She is there

    On the painting

    Sitting right next to him

    Staring right at him


    She kissed his cheek


    His cheek responds

    It turns a soft,

    Delicate

    Rose


    He turns

    In response

    To the touch of her lips


    He reaches out


    She reaches out


    Hands touch


    Fingers lock


    Palms melt


    And blend together


    Forever

    Eternity