The woman painted in me is a work in progress
Yet here I am, blessed to have you as a witness
Of this unfinished canvas I where I reside
In this world's gallery of the truth within the future and the past's fleeting lies
Every part of me- your eyes has traced
Every code in me- your mind has deciphered
Every shade adorned around me- your heart has felt
And your entire being- fled with mine
To another gallery bursting with colors-
Only you and I can have in sight
