YES, YOU

~YES, YOU~

If I could read your mind, your thoughts

From the way you throw your hands

If I could feel the sweet sensations

From the softness of your bristles

The way you jerk your neck

The way you fix your hair, throw them backwards and sideways

With great dexterity.

If I could get into your mountainous soul with ease

Only if I could penetrate this particular soul of yours to learn

This gift as a vocation to my benefits

One that will beat minds

One that shows nature the way she is-

That gives her the real look of herself

Letting her know she is the prettiest of all when compared to nothing

Because apart from her there is actually nothing to be compared.

If I could hear what you whisper to your bristles

And what commands you give those hues

If I could be chanced to be inside those

Pupils, iris and cornea

If I could see through your eyes and see

The way you see things

I would be very grateful-but it’s impossible,

So be proud and do more of what you’re good doing

Never change a thing about you, but rather improve upon you

Yes I’m talking to you-

You, yes, you!

That communicates with nature

Yes you, that beautiful artist

The gifted painter-the one and only painter

Whose emotions could be felt in his handy works,

Yes it’s you, and it’s me telling

You today, you have been amazingly created.

---Fampah Coyish---

Art By: Els Deleye

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014