You are a fine Monet, soft and tender, lines so delicate. A caress of your brush, so distinctive of the world.
Your art as I see it is of love's beautiful tasteful kiss. An artist, you are so skillful, that I acquiesce to your creativity.
For you are as mysterious as the midnight sky of wonder. I peel back the layers, to gaze upon your soul like an epiphany.
Touch me gently with your brush, hold me so dear mosaic color on canvas. For your pallet is my heart, until the final stroke of our masterpiece. . .
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020
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