Paint me

February 13, 2025

Dear beloved

A summer voyage brought me to your corner in the sphere,

I’ve met thousands of souls in my travels

but not one that sparks such interest

So kind, so gentle and yet so virile

I’ve encountered many hearts

but not one that instill the desire to resign

to my life mission

of rediscovering the wonders of this world

for you’re one in a lifetime

Your talent is the treasure mankind

shall cherished in a museum

they’ll render your creation

an invaluable world history art when you ceased to exist

and I don’t want to wait ‘till then

to call you mine

I want to cherished you now

Love you until my dying day

whisper to your ear with my last breath

that you were the best thing I’ve ever unearth

So paint me in whichever way you please

whether cubism or a deconstructed abstract form of love

perhaps fauvism, tempera, or even baroque

As long you don’t Mona Lisa me

but immortalize the essence of my soul

It wouldn’t matter the outcome of your brush stroke

this blank canvas is but the carrier of our vehemence

a medium for a visual message

the chosen method to express thy feelings

Is often true that critics can see the artistry in time

but rarely at first sight

I for one did not need but an instant to know

that you are the other half of my heart

With love

Ibis