Picking up a brush,
I sit in front of the canvas,
Mixing colours,
Getting the tone right,
I look up from my easel,
To watch you watching me.
Soft light filters through,
Resting on your skin,
Illuminating your eyes,
Reflecting the world.
The butterflies on your wrist,
Shine through,
Projecting the rainbow,
All around the room.
Your laughter in delight,
Just like a child chasing light,
Making me regret I cannot record this moment quicker,
That look of fondness nestled on your lips,
It makes my life worth living.
Creating something out of nothing,
That was always our way,
Even if we cannot create everything we want,
We can remember this forever.
This moment in time,
Chasing butterflies,
The echo of both our laughs,
Harmonies of the piano,
The splash of colours,
And of them all,
You and I,
Never alone,
Together forever.
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Whispers of the Mind
PoesiaLocked up inside, the mind speaks to you. Sometimes, it tells you of your past wishes, sometimes it becomes the cause of your spirals, and even more times, it allows you to dream. What a wonderful place this world could be if everyone achieved their...
