If I had to I would paint him like this; His hair thick streaks, shielding Hidden face, arms placed protectively about a shield of strings, his fingers float out joy. My Boy Lies immersed in his own Invisible sound, Happiness hidden, and found, Underground. Silence Sings Out Loud.
I would paint him like this.
If I had to I would paint her like this; Her hair tangled in a golden kiss against the mischief of her face, all sorrow erased by half moons of mirth Hands of Nurture placed deep in the Earth. In stability she is free, in life she is re-born, eternally stubborn.
I would paint her like this.
If I had to I would paint them like this; Colours clashing to complete the cadbury brown of hair, Blue and Red swirling and stairing their way down to Purple. If I were to paint them, I'd create a staple of a third and final canvas.
Both Him & Her, Boy and Girl, complete _ _ This is their similarity.