Masquerade

The paintbrush voices the words I cannot speak
The landscapes open up the emotions I cannot show
The pigments flourish where I fail
The pallet reaches out with a gentle touch

The landscapes open up the emotions I cannot show
A whisper of feeling, of love, of tenderness
The pallet reaches out with a gentle touch
Hues cascade into a mélange of emotions

A whisper of feeling, of love, of tenderness
The paintbrush voices the words I cannot speak
Hues cascade into a mélange of emotions
The pigments flourish where I fail