I wanted to expand my art.
I thought of many ways of how you make me feel, many images populated inside of my head.
I thought of how I could write this into words but a painting or drawing would be better.
How could I describe when you entered my life?
I thought of love and happiness.
I thought of the sweet smell of clean fresh air entering my nostrils.
A cup of hot Ethiopian coffee paired with the morning sunshine.
I thought of many things but I wasn’t happy when I met you.
I was the graphic of blue.
Blue like the deepness of the night.
Blue like the absence of light.
I was utterly blue so sorry but this is my imagination of you…
The golden hand with a picture with red hot liquid pouring into a deceased blue heart. This is your meaning.
A human capable of revival.
So with the love that I received from you, I offer it all and more back to you.
I love you.