If mine heart was thy canvas my love to paint upon as it pleaseth thee. Would our love be a masterpiece or should it be as the artists palette upon which but one stroke of thy brush would destroy all my longings for thee as when an artist blends his colors? Be ye kind with thy brush fair maid For only ye can add beauty unto this painting. If thine hand be gentle with thy brush Then it shall please thy eye as well as thy soul. when created with love it shall fullfill all thy longings for happiness. When caressed tenderly and with a sincere heart it shall then and only then become thy masterpiece. With a soft sweet whisper it shall call unto thee saying I am thine alone for ye have completed my soul.
A sabled brush of love's soft touch Paint upon thine canvassed heart Shading only the colors of love To the gentleness on display One feathered kiss of signature Placed upon the soul of completion Ah, the masterpiece is ready for view
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... the old black rum
Thank you all for such beautiful replies your checks are in the mail lol just kidding you all are too kind just feeling good today and am happy for a change and poet D I finally got your link on my site you will find it on the keeper of the rose with the rest of my wonderful friends links
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