Love Poetry: Picture Perfect

by Shingi
(Grand Rapids, Michigan)

'I wish to paint a perfect picture,
The smooth strokes of brush intimately caressing the canvass
Leaving kisses and scars upon the body of intent
Where the kisses, gentle and precise in hue
And the scars, though unintentional, are part of the essence
The masterpiece, the portrait of beauty in her majesty

I desire verily to compose a melody
Whether it be on the grand black and whites of the piano forte
Or the unassuming strings of aristocracy in form, the Violin
A melody, a vibration that mystifies the masses
Motivates the weakened, unnerves the confident
All without being too loud, lest she be thought overbearing

Indeed, let me dance the night to a dawn
In such splendour that it be applauded by all who see
I pray my feet move in friendship with the ground
And the music sip flawlessly down mine spine
So I may drown each vibration, every note every beat
Till not I or them, but the dance breathes life

Or to write a verse, a poetic sillhouette of time
Articulately weighted in rhetoric, every line scripted to rhyme
Words and art combined, a soundless depiction, similar to mime
But subliminally caricatured, precisely flowing to clock chimes
Till it rhymes no more, escaping the the confines of the poet
And carries the audience away on a wave to nonchalancy

But sitting alone, my soul is heavy and contrite
all genius, talent and imagination evade me
for the picture I paint, or the verse I wish to write
the dance, alas, even the fine melody
all of these are charming, but are nothing new
I have beheld them all before, the day that I saw you'

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