The pigments that color our individual souls can sometimes be drab.
or moss green earth tones that hold little to capture the imagination, leaping unfettered through synapses of our minds.
Even poets fall prey
to the dull white of writer's blocks
skewing their views.
But when love enters the picture and what has been
canvassed is ripe for freshly stroked ideas, then the colors of two souls blend and create a marvelous panorama of life's best work.
One can almost taste
on thier own palette
such a soft brush of sweetness.
Lonely people who see such emotions displayed sometimes publicly say softly to themselves: "Ahhhhh, yes I remember it well!"