
Oh come to me, my vibrant one
Let me enrich your spirit and touch your soul.
I want to please you
See you…
Taste you….
Touch you…
But give me this one small thing-
A glance…
A word…
A sign…
Then will you truly understand,
That sight of you makes me dream.
Eloquent language has been denied me,
I use my painting
To suggest
Spark
Speak to the imagination
Maybe arouse a glimmer
To let our shadows reveal themselves