I saw the sky this evening and immediately your face appeared in my mind
I opened the curtains to peek through the blinds
My heart stopped for a few moments where my existence relied on the vivid dream scene to breathe life into my body until my heart composed itself to beat to the sound of silence once again
I thought I would never see another work of art apart from your face
I guess I was wrong
Because how can I say you are the same as the sky tonight?
It’s easy
You’re both a work of true beauty
I’ll try to show you how glorious you both are you’ll see
The evening sky at around half past five is sea blue
The same color of the eyes you have on you
Vivid acrylics with oil paints splashed across a universal canvas as if a painter sat in the corner of the room had a dream crawl through his nightmare and saved him
The way you do
I’m the painter splashing, crashing, slashing her canvas until her art is mastered
You are like a dream in 3D and this sky is you back drop
So I honor your memory by painting what I see every time I look at you
The sky this evening illustrates you so perfectly
I wish you were here to see
How the mountains are charcoal black but the blue above is pulling away to be with the grey misty fluffy clouds that dance slowly
Candy floss pink float like a little girl’s dream
Swirls and strokes from paintbrushes over the blue background splats from cerise
Fuchsia peeks through too but the lilac pours over the sky
If there is one thing that can strike you blind it’s the ruby red that burns sapphire cursing the blue for breathing for living for existing
It captures you enraptures you just like when two lovers are kissing
Fairy lights in the garden are meaningless in comparison to this
Soon it’s time to fade into a soft salmon pink pale pastel water wash inside an iron sky
And boy that’s how I feel about you
Inside my own mind you and this extraordinary sight are two of the same painting
But evening skies must turn to black and soon you will also be fading