I Love Your Pictures

I love your pictures
I love the pictures that top your stories tips
that showed those pieces you felt ok with us seeing
I loved the pictures
the pictures you painted in my head
The pictures that poured from your heart
and into the world
wide web of entanglement, wondering undercover
freely, without debt or attempt to collect

what novices of love are we?
to have forgotten the deep wells we suppress beneath

and choose not to drink from
and ask myself
why?
why?
why?
why?
why do we love who we love?
and then tuck it away in anonymous hidden corners
so it can be free

You must be a photographer
because the pictures you painted are so beautiful.
I found your little corner and found all your art
that I didn't think you made
and I stole a look.
So beautiful

I wish I could make her real

But the gods took the pigment from my paint
and oiled and chalked my canvas
and left my tools sterile and dry
so they would not do a portrait justice
even though I tried to paint
but had to go to ACE Hardware
to buy some
but not the kind that would work on people like us
So you keep painting with your paint S
because you make a woman beautiful.