Portrait/Picture

On canvas white and smooth
Stands a house without a roof
The colour blue and brown
With a lake enough to drown.

Face portrait with mild sketches
With a pencil that has scratches
In a motion artfully repeated
I see your face slowly completed.

Some splashes of paint
With no false restraint
Completes a summer day picture
And with a few finishing touches
Just yet,
with some colour mixtures.

-Portrait/Picture

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