Of grey

A resting smile on your face

As you walked by with a scruffy dog

Ever so busy sniffing the earth

Dark shades on but I caught your stare

Do I dare


I’ll just trace the lines on your skin

In the air

As I breathe the sun in

A deep exhale then my fingers reach

Your sun kissed lips

Do smile when they reach the cleft of your chin

The canvas almost filled with my

Fingers recreating your face

There it is done

Your face in the air


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