The Colors on my Canvas

by Demetria Glennon

I want to hold hands with you under a beautiful sunset,
Filled with the red of my blood, 
Mixed with the blue of my tears, 
The pink of my lips 
And the orange of my nail polish.
I want to hold you on a bridge over liles, 
Painted with the grey of your pants
The green of your eyes
The white of your teeth 
And the pink of your tongue. 
I want to kiss you under a thousand stars
That glimmer with the gold of my dress
In contrast to the black of your car. 
I want to sing to you the way the birds sing
And dance with you in a field of flowers. 
I want our love story to be a beautiful painting, 
But I perform every stroke 
And I have to clean the brushes with blood 
sweat 
and tears
And my fingers are starting to lock
Around the brush. 
And wrist is tired 
And I am tired, 
And I don’t know if our beautiful love story is worth all this 
trouble.