While you paint I hope you remember that you're more beautiful than art
for the bitter sweet truth that streams from your heart
few have laid eyes upon your heavenly beauty
and I strongly believe finding you was my earthly duty
you speak and leave me in labyrinthine mesmer
and I think your scent must be sweeter than any freshner
you're a treasured secret hidden behind closed doors
that's returned me to God, desperately begging to be yours
never knew finding such obsessive passion,
just needed an encounter with the right person
I've never wanted to hop onto the next flight
never felt stuck in darkness,yet a minute away from light
*my only consolation is our existence under the same sky
it's my hope and breath of patience each day that goes by
