A Letter to My Love

To My Paint,

“Show me how to paint

My life and my stories,

And I’ll share them with you while they dry.

Show me how you paint

The world that you own,

And I’ll let you color in mine.”

When we first met, my world was grey.

Dark hues and stark whites filled my sky.

But, when you locked your eyes with mine,

I saw a brilliant, bright, blinding blue.

The first time we held hands in the park,

An orange butterfly floated across the field we lay in.

The first time we kissed, I saw stars behind my eyes.

When I opened them, your lips were the most brilliant red.

The first time you held me after I cried,

The lilacs on my mother’s hospital table

Were the deepest violet I’d ever seen.

When you proposed, I watched my tears of joy

Melt into the green meadow, on the same soil

Where we first made our acquaintance.

When we exchanged rings at the wedding,

I saw everything again for the first time.

The yellow gold in the ring.

The green grass beneath our feet.

The violet lilacs in place of my mother.

The red brilliance of your smiling lips.

The orange butterfly gliding through the air.

And the most beautiful, kind, and loving pair of blue eyes locked with mine,

Right before we kissed our way into eternity.

Love,

Your Canvas