For you my art becomes somatic. For you it melds asomatous and adroitness. My oeuvre is intended for you and so I bestow with the invisible ink, of the mind that only you see, the precious words thick with dreams and hidden meanings. L'œuvre de la Nuit Showcased to an audience of only one At 3am whilst the world waits on the sun. Inspired by a masterpiece My work has only just begun. And we’ve many more sunset to dawns To layer my ardor many times over On your heart.