He looks
i’m drowning in this cardio-vascular moment
Fuzzy turquoise grey with puce swirls
He says it in chalked colours
a world of powder and bright dust
Displayed on a pavement
Tarmac for all to see
the colours spill
And run in the rain
Paint spots and inkblots merge and smudge
To create New colours
lines that slowly curve to the sky
And a confusion of brushes
As we paint like new professionals
Without a pallet
This accidental artwork that is ours
A one off original
That cannot be brought
So we stand and become the piece
Get to know its every motion
Beyond the surface texture
And belong
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