Let me be the canvas.

Dip your brush in tones 

              and tints

of whatever makes your heart tick – 

s k i p   a   b e a t 

          or flitter,

                   flutter,

                          flit.

Quiver. 

I want to taste the colors

        of what makes you shiver 

                    o r    s h a k e .


Pour your soul on this white space

          until the lines blend

                 between where you start

and I end.

The result of a my last line is your first challenge.

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