I want to be loved by an artist

“No artist sees things as they are. If it were so, he would cease to be an artist.”

An artist will never fall in love
with silly things of fleeting beauty;

an artist will not fall in love with the way
one styles their hair
or applies their makeup.

an artist will not fall in love with the clothing
one wears or purchases.

an artist will not even fall in love
with the smoothness of your skin
for eventually, it will sag
and wrinkle
like every aging soul's does.


Instead, an artist might fall in love with the freckles
dusted across smiling cheeks-
or with the way afternoon sunlight glints in curious eyes.


An artist may fall in love with the shapes the shadows make
as they hug and curl around a figure in the dark.
Or maybe with the way one's skin feels against their own-
soft and spreading much
warmth.


And of course, an artist will fall in love
with the familiar fingers belonging to the one they love most.
The fingers that entwine perfectly
with their own.