Mural

We painted a picture together.

we left a mark on a wall.
i re-play the day 
you stood two steps below me
offered me your face
and a dirty rag
so that I may wipe away
the marks i made on each cheek.
They never let me wear red on my lips
a paintbrush, painted gray,
was the only kiss i'd ever lay 
on your precious face.
you'd frustrate me-
intentionally-
and when i'd hit you, 
it was a respite from the silence
of nerves that had not felt a human hand
in 8 long, arduous weeks.
six hours a day,
our chemistry 
was a slow, caustic burn, against barricades
erected by Rule and Regulation-
and by the time our mural was completed
you were completely familiar with me.
i guess they shouldn't have left us alone
together.
and i remember the day,
i tried to show you how small my hands were
compared to your own
and you intertwined thick fingers with mine
held me by surprise
and said good-bye.
if we meet again,
i'll remind you how to break the rules-
i'll intertwine, thin fingers with thine
hold you by surprise
and make you say-
hello.

Reviews

[p.kuhl]

this is my favorite of yours. you have a very lyrical style, i like how the thoughts kind of run into each other wrecklessly.

[Aven]

this is really unique! the language and the imagery are just incredible... it really reminds us of what is important, and if you have to break a few rules to get it, why not take the chance? well done. :)

[Brittany W]

impressive, i love this.

[Antonio Valentino]

Absolutely gorgeous, loved this.

What a wonderful writer you are.
Antonio

[Art Sun]

Very nice poem...so many thoughts expressing the very depth of romance and love...reading through the emotions of two combined into one mural of an escape ...

very nice...

[Angel Veselinov]

Amazing Loved it :) Very touching poem with a lot of emotion thanks for sharing A star :)