Just for you

Yes ... I painted,

I painted my eyes with sky blue,

lips with wine red,

and I painted my body with

breeze green; and buried, so deep in the riverbed.

and so,

my eyes won't reflect your sky,

my lips won’t portray your kisses,

and my body won’t host you anymore;

but

when the river dries up just like you,

each wound you engraved, shall start to bleed,

yes…I shall bleed

and each drop will sprout into a plum tree,to blossom in white for the wind

to fruit in red for the birds

and to camouflage thorns around,

all around me... just for you..!