Hue and Cry.

A painting on my wall.
Love forged over time.
The longing in her deep brown eyes
forever in my mind.

Visions on white canvas cast,
beauty yet untapped.

Those graceful hips, a trembling lip,
held tight in memory's loving grip.

But careful if you play the muse,
for eternity can mock.
And fade your living colour
like denim against rock.

My artful lady painted
will outlive her mortal charm.
Her image does adore me still.
Forever in my arms.

Caught in that eternal pose,
emotion hard to hold.
For colours cutting sunset shards
rejuvenate my soul.