That was the first time that I really felt you
I am a painter by heart. My whole ability to love is embedded in that stroke of the brush, that blend of the colours, the way I make out your shape on the canvas. I really, and truly love you when I am permitted to make you with my own hands, my own head; the you I posess in my mind and soul. Listening to the dearest of music. Feeling so blissfully happy, because I am creating you.