We are walking together,
Fingers tangled between our palms,
And eyes fixated at every masterpiece.
For in this museum,
I am looking at different masterpiece.
Stories written behind every strokes,
Every color combination,
Lines and shapes.
A beauty painted in a canvass.
But I haven't found any picture,
Word, or illustration,
That will show true beauty,
One that will illuminate
A beautiful heart
And alluring soul.
Then I realized
Nothing can compare
To the masterpiece
That I found in you.
For you are greater than any masterpiece
Because you know how
to touch and talk
to my soul and heart.