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"Brushstrokes
Of Love"
Be
gentle with each brushstroke
Don't let's ever run out of paint
We can share scenes and palette
Share colors and settings quaint
Each
one of us pick up a brush
With each others masterful stroke
Let our imaginations run and flow
Of the places we each have spoke
Dip
your brush in greens and blues
Lets see the canvas getting wet
I can almost sense the flowing
Of the scenes I won't forget
Each
creating the scenes together
No place is ever the same
Suns glowing orange ,moons of silver
Each picture we then can frame
Anywhere
we set up the easels
'Neath mountains or by streams
Paint of what we see and love
Or paint imaginations of our dreams
As
we both grasp each new day
With each brushstroke that we wet
We see our thoughts taking shape
Shared and created by a loving duet
Author:
"Hope"
A writer at Spyder's
Poetry Empire®
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