Captivated, the only word I can speak
Swirls of pastel shades dance before my eyes
For I am the artist
You my creation
Every curve, each texture lovingly placed
Once this canvas was cold
My dreams unable to be displayed
Then you came
Just as water nourished my thirst
Food fed my soul
You filled my void
A portrait of my love
Every detail precise
Your hair as gold as sunlight
Your eyes like windows to another world
You appeared before me
Every part of you as I believed you could be
As I saw you
I step back
Lay my brush on the palette
My breathe taken away
You are here
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