He paints oceans, mighty seas.
Swirls of cerulean, turquoise, sapphire, and blue.
Foam tipped waves lapping the shore.

She paints the sun.
Circles of amber, gold, yellow, and white.
Blinding light illuminating the endless sky.

He yearns to squealch the tormenting fire in her soul.
She longs to warm the icy depths of his anguished heart.

Posted on September 16th, 2018
Originally published on July 3rd, 2017

Another one from last year. Not really sure why, but I love this one. Honestly, not more to say about it.