A shade of my reflection
the colour of my mood
Painted in abundance
a trace of vibrant blue ~
Drafted imperfections
a mirror of the soul
Lost in the transgressions
despite the heart of gold.

Traced upon the canvas
in frazzled disarray
Colours changing rapidly
from red to blue and grey ~
While shadows of illusion
somehow play a part
To keep the sun from shining in
a place lost in the dark.

Naked in a wisdom
painted on the face
Reflections of a canvas
seen on better days ~
Something purely abstract
captured now in part
Becomes a colour traced upon
the edges of the heart.

It is my favourite colour
but somehow it reflects
All I feel within my soul
of things lost in regret ~
There can be no perfection
within this masterpiece
For painted on the canvas here
are shaded parts of me.

© Christina
17th April, 2005