Paint.

You make me want to paint more.

Paint more of the soul that embraces me
and keeps me warm at night
with the intertwining of our arms
and our legs
and our hearts
as we lay to rest.

Paint more of the smile that shines throughout
the darkest of my days
that shines brighter than the Moon
and just as bright as the Sun
that you are to me.

Paint more of the feeling you send to me
like growth of a garden you plant in me
blooming
and fragrant
and beautiful you make me feel.

Paint more of our past lives
as children
running and playing in playgrounds
throwing rocks and picking flowers
sharing stories with our best of friends
of the day we’ll find someone like each other.

Paint more of a future you build with me
of our lives in other countries
whether together
or apart momentarily
and the lives we’ll bring eventually.

With hands covered in bright, vibrant colors
and a million brush strokes
and canvas’
to paint everything you are.

You simply make me want to paint more.