The city is shining for us
And even the rain can’t wash away the colors
Our footprints made as we walked through these mosaic streets
Bumping into rushing brush strokes
Following intricate patterns
Avoiding the lines constraining us
Our eyes blinded by a museum with neon lights and signs
Where statues turn away when they are meant to be admired
Scared of dull eyes saying they are beautiful
But we welcome technicolor stares on our portraits
We made art out of love, we made art out of desire
Our hands made colors we never knew existed
Our bodies were canvases
Our lips the brushes
We created art out of a thousand touches
Created a masterpiece with our gentle yet passionate kisses
