he paints her beautiful
his words tracing lines
drawing her body
canvas covered in clay
color speckled brush held tight
she looks away
cheeks flushed red
denying his brush strokes
oils tinted of earth and
swirled across his pallet
his thoughts smooth her imperfections
as hands brush away doubt
eyes seeing faultless shades
she smiles
turning to him
and shines for only his eyes
he sees her
and paints her living
