Live, Love and Laugh

Saw those Twinkling eyes,f ull of life, Tender and mystifying, As gentle as fresh, dew drops. They sparkle with an innocent smile, And its shine lit up my soul, Bright enough, To drown in its intense laughing gaze. It stills the time, and takes away fears, As our gaze dances in rhythm, To speak lost words, otherwise unknown.

I am a painting, Captured on a canvas, Caught in a still life, And Standing out bold, With feminine tones and shimmering. Surrounded with shadows, Or, in colors of life, Known, and mystifying. My price would be to know me, And the artist would have been you. As you, the artist only knows, Where to stroke the brush, Gently with love, And fill it with colors of my soul, With no superfluous strokes, To let me be free; And to make the painting complete.