I admire the green paint
on the tip of your brush
as you guide it over canvas
to create an image.
Your presence creates art in me.
I am a Venus de Milo.
My mind is Starry Night.
Blue and yellow swirls define me.
When you speak, love is a Rubik’s Cube.
Bliss is an overpass.
Misery is a Volvo.
Patience is an easel.
Your deep brown eyes
shaded by a cowboy hat
I visualize myself inside of those eyes,
inside of that skin.
I love you because you are beautiful
and I want to be like you.