Brittany Dawn Gray
Picasso - Poem by Brittany Dawn Gray
I am in your bed, sitting beside you as I hear you typing.
Each key, a masterpiece being written,
soothing my restlessness —
urging to know what you are composing.
A symphony, perhaps?
The brush strokes of keys,
painting words on a lit canvas.
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