I was too much, you said then find less and I will find more and I found more there is abundance in her kisses and an ampleness in the way she says my name see the grin that eternity carves into her flesh as she chants each letter of my name infinitely, intimately
I have painted your portraits for the world to see and I have uttered your name on stage for the world to hear. Truly you are my muse. My brushes refuse to work without the thought of you plastered in my mind and even in bed, I am still making art. Fingers tracing the canvas of your skin, memorizing every arch and bend. ilyily