Soul Reflecting Soul

urbanblue1

From your sacred balance to my profane pleasures,
From my uncooth scraps to your careful measures,
Paint me a picture now, paint me a picture love,
Real flower in paper frame, paper flower in the same,
Reflecting your soul reflecting my soul reflecting you,
When you are done and there’s nothing else to do,
Paint me a picture then, paint me another, won’t you?
Reflecting our souls reflecting me reflecting you.

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  1. What a beautiful poem of a beautiful relationship or perhaps the possibility.

  2. Reblogged this on The Magic Moments of Watercolor and commented:
    Every so often some one writes the words we need to hear.
    thank you

  3. Another magnificent poem ❤ ❤ ❤

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