Writer's Block but a Painter's Muse, by beccamarie Subscribe to rss feed for beccamarie

you can be my writers block
you do the job so well
when you're around my mind is swimming
full of beautiful phrases
poetry and songs
but they get to my mouth and all goes south
words come out lame
lousy and low
but with you my paint soars
the colors twirl and whirl
creating master piece after masterpiece
you may be my writers block only if you're my painters muse
Posted: 2006-02-26 04:37:27 UTC

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