Dear Universe, find the end of my red string

Dear dreams

Life idea

Close your eyes and let yourself fall in the dark. Imagine. Imagine yourself with a partner and you are sitting in a room. Golden light from a hot summer day is falling through the window, into the room. The company of your partner makes you feel safe and warm and both of you (or only your partner) are drawing each other since hours.
From time to time your eyes meet and you can't help but smile and feel a wonderful peace rushing through your veins and head.
Suddenly your partner stands up and lays their hand full of paint, on your face:
"I want do draw you" they whisper and undress you after you gave them your consent. Sweet kisses make your cheeks blush and their scent makes you unable to think clearly. All of a sudden you feel something wet on your tummy and you look down. It's their hand which is covered in paint and draws on your stomach. So this is what they meant, by painting me. Is what you think by yourself, while you grab some paint too and start do draw on the skin of your partner.
After a few gentle kisses and plenty of hot touches, was visible where fingertips stroked over demanding skin.
All colors where mixed and formed a wonderful painting, of lust, love and pure passion, while warm light made it seem to glow.

Happiness. Finally happiness..