Art by: Fabian Perez
She yields
To impassive streets
To effervescent alleys
The color of lit pumpkins
*
Milk pale
She paints her mouth
In suffering shades
Of scarlet
*
Brows, moon-arched
She poses demurely
Underneath
A paper umbrella
Siphoning starlight
From the sallow glow
Of orphaned dreams
*
He
Stitches
Her intimation
Into the smiling lines
Of his palms
*
Tears the color
Of mercury
He translates
Her breath
On canvas
*
She prefers
Cherry blossoms
Tissue thin hearts
Elucidating
Spring
*
Writer’s Block argh
mindlovemisery 
He translates her breath on canvas– beautiful.
There is that background of sadness, which touches heart.
Awww thank you
Writer’s block? Really? Because this is really beautifully written. May I also suffer from your type of writer’s block.
haha thank you
Ah! This is lovely, a most evocative poem!! 🙂 🙂
Thanks Helen!
“Tears the color of mercury” comes from writers block? lol Not sure I feel bad for you. 😛 Beautiful!!!!
Thank you Anja =)
It’s so beautiful especially the last stanza.
Thank you so much =)
It is absolutely lovely.
Thanks Skye =)
I love that “her stitches her intimations into the smiling lines of his palms” — it’s so small and SO BIG!!! Happy writer’s block, MLM 🙂
Thank you Marya =)
Didn’t seem blocked to me. Beautiful and melancholy.
Thanks Nessa =)
This is gorgeous! I could use some of that “writer’s block” as well.
Thank you Lisa =)
painting her mouth in suffering shades of silence…and how he them paints smiles on the palms…i found that interesting…what a cool pic too…
Thank you very much Brian =) The picture is lovely I thought so too
Your words are eternal and blissful…glad to have found this site!!!
Awww thank you so much the pictures on your blog that I have seen so far are gorgeous =)
Ow, wow! 🙂
Thanks Celestine =)