A blank canvas✨🔥

A blank canvas🖤🔥

She was a blank canvas,
Waiting to be painted.
Unaware of the feel of the colours,
She desired it,
Probably more than anything.
He was like the colours,
With different shades and hues,
With all sorts of greens and blues.
One-touch ignited her soul
One-touch set her body on fire,
One-touch made her vulnerable,
That's when she realised that,
she fell in love with him.
Some way or the other,
The colours were meant to finish,
Little did she know,
That they'd finish so early,
And he left her wanting again,
He left her without the shades of red,
He left her incomplete.

~anoushka.