House Hunting

We are searching for the perfect frame For a piece of art we haven’t yet painted.

We know the size of the canvas, the blending Of color and the scale of the brushstrokes,

How many hours it takes to explore The balance of composition, expression

We’ve stirred a lot of paint, blended Hues into subtleties never imagined

We both know how unimportant Framing walls are to the world inside

Still, we begin again, our empty space Where swirling imagination draws life.