I am a lover of paint,
of covering white canvases with
beautiful rich blues
yellows greens and
reds and purples.
I am a lover of paint,
letting lines swirl
and dance amongst the
walls, riddling out stories
and sweet lyrics, giggling
as the blue twirls with the
yellow to become
a lovely shade of green.
I am a lover of paint,
of covering the pain, of
covering the nothingness
with some bright colors
and laughter, of dashing
smiles across walls that
once frowned.
I am a lover of paint,
a lover of retelling a
story, of a fresh start, of
inhaling the fumes and
closing my eyes, and
opening them to find
a new world, a new
color, the way
a magician waves
his hand, and pulls
a rabbit from the hat.
-aev
