Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together – Vincent Van Gogh

Colours of Paint

Slather me with huge swaths of colour

The mysterious blue of an ink well,

The luminescent yellow of flaxen hair

The shimmering red of raging eyes

The sexy brown of lustrous skin.


Slather me through, with rough, cruel passion,

Pent up anger, nauseous distress,

Straining taunt muscle, hacking, frenzied to break loose

Rippling their way from the depth of your bowls.


Slather me, with words that have no utterance

Thought incomprehendable,

A whirlstorm of action that shreds to atoms

Pell-mell in a million directions.


Slather me thick,

From my skin to the deepest crevice of my being,

So I transcend into your hell,

For a moment, breathe as you.


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