i mean after we make love i'll probably stare at the bedsheets we lay on and think together we created such a beautiful mess like a watercolor painting shades of reds and blues purples and greens splattered onto a blank canvas
to anyone else this might look like a disaster an accident maybe it could be labeled as "art" whatever art even means
but to me i see the most extraordinary thing that's ever been created with a purpose this love that we make our love it has a purpose it was no accident