lemon and honey

Well you can thank a good friend of mine for this one. men.

You’ve given me a fever, a cold so ill

That my soul needs lemon and honey to heal.

 You’ve intoxicated me with oil paints,

Splattered heartache across my hands,

So that even when I wash them in the rain

Colorful bruises of love remain.

Take it easy, an art technique quiz.

Take my hand, an impulsive chance.

But you’re weak, blind at taking risks.

You’ve built a railroad between our canvases,

Called it a white fence but every time I tried to cross the train crashed my limbs.

Now I need lemon and honey  to heal my wounds,

Someone to spread ointment over my heart veins.

Author's Note

Broken heart and being sick…never a good combination. The worst combination. thanks lad.

Reviews

[Misery]

"you've intoxicated me with oil paints,
Splattered heartache across my hands,
So that even when I wash them in the rain
Colorful bruises of love remain"
This is really beautiful, I really like everything this offers. I hope you found some lemon and honey.

[Damon Favreau]

I really like this one because it shows the hurt...you can really feel the pain that ebbs from being away from this person...almost forced to be away...I've had this same expirience...of couse it wasn't in the same manner as your expirience but I've felt the same thing in a matter of speaking. Anyways, enough of my rambling...I thought it was great and I really connected :) great write

[☯]

"Now I need lemon and honey to heal my wounds,
Someone to spread ointment over my heart veins."
-These lines are amazing :) so is this poem. A different way to put being heartbroken in the most touching way. Keep it up :D

[Antonio Valentino]

Okay... this was... very good, as well. You've got a style, written somewhere in my own language, if that makes any sense to you...

...and, whether or not that's a compliment, is up to this writer lol.

There is, more, between the lines here then in them... and I really respect your choice of line breaks, which to me, is the backbone of any write.

Oh and one last thing... the ending, was perfect.

You've got some talent here... take that, you know what by the reins and make it your... you know what...

its there, and its your's, for the taking.
Antonio :)

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

another great write this was cute and sweet good job

[Jess Holden]

Another wonderful poem! Love the metaphores

[EmeraldFacet]

Interesting remedy ;)
Nice writing!

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Fantastic write, brings new meaning to being love sick ; )

[trainwreck]

This was a lovely write. Good job.

[iamkim]

OMG! This is so wonderful!

These lines are so wonderful...

"You’ve given me a fever, a cold so ill
That my soul needs lemon and honey to heal.
You’ve intoxicated me with oil paints,
Splattered heartache across my hands,
So that even when I wash them in the rain
Colorful bruises of love remain."

Oh what a person could feel for love, even if it's hurting too much, we still remain in love...