i_am_covered_in_your_paint farmfish_trapped i stepped into the creation of the canvas of your unfettered imagination, stepping through the gate you had painted, picking flowers along the way when you began covering up your original intention and i was trapped inside your thoughts. i ran, slipping on ideas, falling face first into changing emotion. i am forever the prisoner of your beauty, stuck behind the image that you will never be more than a memory. 020103 ... one on one i'm stained for life. i've tagged on me with promises i can't keep, and i'll have to live with the sight of me after i've covered me with three coats of deception. 020421 ... sabbie huge dripping globs of acrylic, pastel black and bloody red, bubonic yellow and nefarious green, all sliding down my hair dripping off my lashes gliding down my cheeks like tears. sheeting down my arms soaking into my shirt staining my pants with the colours filling my shoes with squelch. lets try a food fight next time. 020421 ... werewolf it's not so bad once it dries, it's not so bad, you forget how many layers there even are unless someone is careless and scratches the surface, showing the earth toned rainbow you sought to kept a whisper on the lips of strangers, now there, your base, your primary, complexity only in the constant additions that each new situation required, each new covering demanded. 020421 ... misstree colors gaudy and pastel, faces, clothings, carefully brushed as you wish them to be. i must have been gray before, because i can't remember anything before this. 020421 ... kerry black paint or maybe red because i look good in red i wish i could be forever covered in your paint... you could paint me yourself. 020422 ... admit one i tire myself chiseling through the depths of your layers of paint; deeper still must be the motivational strata behind the magnificence of your art. what did you wish to conceal as you fashioned for me a new skin? 020422 ... JD I have felt the moments we shared all those nights ago and I am covered in your paint. I sense that the visage of you will haunt me always and I am covered in your paint. I try and focus anew upon every new day but I am covered in your paint. I fell as though I am driven mad when your smell comes to me in the dead of night because at this very moment I am covered in your paint. I want the heartache to end but I am covered in your paint. The stains of Stephanie have run too deep; to deep to be denied. 030929 ... girl_jane I've always wanted to be with a painter-just so we could paint our bodies and have fun on a canvas to see what it looks like... 030929 ... cat in the hat when you leave in the morning, i roll over, and find myself covered in a whole kaleidascope of alice blue and i wonder why they ever named blue sad because its the color of you and the color of drowning, of osmosis of love 030929 ... pipedream piffle for paint, dye me in your hue 030930 ... nomatter you promised her it would be fun. in a world full of lies its so hard to be honest. 030930 ... mina bayleaf green wasn't it? 031001 ... reue i think i'm actually gonna end up painting my door stone brown... maybe the trim too... /shrug =P 031002 ... jane see: erotic 031002 ... crimson He was a beautiful artist. The dark and glowing coals behind his brown eyes heated the passions of his mind, aflame with ideas and masterpieces. Savannah, the occasional pourer of gasoline, loved him with a learned fever. He painted desert sunsets on the white sands of her back. All the love he could condense was pushed into his paintbrush and released on the tender, breathing sketchpad of her stomach. With sharpies, she made varying spiral designs across his thighs and arms, feigning henna art on his back. He fluently drew colorless, intricate scenes, based around her contours and freckles. They always woke up to find they had bled and printed onto each other. 031003 ... pipedream that was beautiful. wonderfully executed, a joy to read. bravo. 031004 ... reue my paints are still bayleaf green and my shirt has that hand print. why does that seem so long ago? 050120 ... . I like that reue because it's so real 050120 ... mina One of the only pair of pants that still fits me with this pregnant belly are my jeans with that bayleaf green on them and I wear my tshirt with the paint on it just about every other day 050120 what's it to you? who go blather from