Paint

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My eyes stare blankly into space 

Thoughts of you swim in my mind 

Fingers poised 

Holding on to feathers 

Hesitant at first 

Then with vigor 

Outlining your angular face 

Moving 

To your midnight eyes 

staying here a moment 

remembering 

The brightness of your pupil 

As it enlarges 

Creasing into laugh lines 

To your straight 

narrow 

nose

the tip 

pressed against my cheek 

comforting 

Down to your 

Lips 

Capable of so much 

softness 

and 

lust 

the splashes of paint 

hoping to capture 

Your essence 

Immortalized 

On canvas 

But it will always be 

Just 

A replica.