I’d paint your memories with my colours,

fill them with new dreams and songs of life.

Those gardens and beaches you cherish,

let’s take a walk through them for a while.

The wounds that turned to scars,

the memories of the tainted past,

the haunting reminisce of your mistakes,

we can paint then all.

I want to bring your canvas to life,

will you let me, Love?

28 thoughts on “Paint

  1. Beautiful, Steffi! I just started dabbling in the poetry world within the last few months. There is so much emotion at every turn. Your poem was no different. I look forward to reading more.

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