Painting Red Head Girl by ll-TeaMug-ll, literature
Literature
Painting Red Head Girl
She was sitting in her usual place
where all the walls were in white
and reflected windows lights were the pattern
She was sitting her usual way
one leg folded, one leg straight
with a wet painting in front of her
Her hair was red as ever
soft and glowed with sunset light
streaming like lava on her back
She has spent days and nights in here
painting pictures and scenes
spreading warm colors away from her cold soul
she has spent a life time here
expressing dreams
her lips couldn't tell but her fingers did well
If I had to leave you
for a reason or two
when I'm back
I know where to find you
here, next to your life
Painting Red Head Girl by ll-TeaMug-ll, literature
Literature
Painting Red Head Girl
She was sitting in her usual place
where all the walls were in white
and reflected windows lights were the pattern
She was sitting her usual way
one leg folded, one leg straight
with a wet painting in front of her
Her hair was red as ever
soft and glowed with sunset light
streaming like lava on her back
She has spent days and nights in here
painting pictures and scenes
spreading warm colors away from her cold soul
she has spent a life time here
expressing dreams
her lips couldn't tell but her fingers did well
If I had to leave you
for a reason or two
when I'm back
I know where to find you
here, next to your life