Paint

I could paint you red
To show the turmoil
That sometimes rages
Inside in your head

I could paint you green
To show how gentle
You still remain
After all you have seen

I could paint you in gray
Graceful beauty as the night
Dancing in the stars
Across the milky way

If I were truly an artist
I would not change a thing
You are perfection to me
In all the colors of your past

Stoic Poetry

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