Sitting here, admiring nature’s best
Feeling the breeze of the cold windy air
Listening to the rustling leaves
My mind flows with the stream.
With my heart on my brush,
Images of you comes to life,
With every tone and shade I strewn
A masterpiece is being born.
As I carve my thoughts through the canvas,
Every motion, unveils a story…
Every caress, divulges my fidelity…
Every stroke, unfolds another memory.