Notre Oeuvre

When we first meet there’s a clean canvas
What amazing art will we create?
Two people as paint or oils or maybe two pens?
I may be dark
And you are a contrasting light
Both are needed to bring life to this piece

That clean canvas beckons to me
I want to fill it up immediately
Your splashes and mine
What we build together can be great

But I pause, with my brush just barely touching the white…
There’s something wrong with my fibers…
This art won’t come out right
The paint will be streaky and broken…a reflection of me

So I put down the brush
And walk away from the canvas

Not today…maybe when the paint is mixed just right
Maybe when I am a little less contrasting to your light.

Maybe…when I am ready…our art can come to life.

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