Sunday, April 08, 2007


Sadness is again at my doorstep
Now all alone in this empty room
I wait for your coming

Into the darkness
I draw your canvass
The perfect shades and shape of your being
A perfection that I will behold

I mix different colors that will bring you life
Thinking that you will be the most beautiful
That everyone will gaze at

And then I stare in the dark
As I thought that I will have you
Feel you and smell you breathe

Then light flashes before me
You, my perfect creation

Remains in the depth of my soul

The canvas

I will forever behold