The Body

My canvas needs paint My prison needs bars The light sheds through the darkness The darkness that has kept me in the shadows for 9 withering months Paint the colors of the rainbow on her canvas For her canvas had an urge to look like mine Cut the bars from his prison hinges For those bars need not hold him back any longer Let the light bring her from those murky shadows For those shadows have whispered through her for too long My portrait does not look like his I didn't want it to.