A female artist needed some inspiration.
|You attest that you are a broken girl.
Then I'm just a part-time melancholy scribbler.
Trying to write your problems out of reality.
Those inevitably pretty hands, have toiled, dancing elegantly
and you have pulled my image to you.
Securing me in your memories and,
in times everlasting.
Now you've made me write you into
my thoughts. Where you are whole.
An artistic maestro.
Dramatic, curious and utterly alluring.
Complete in every sense of the word.
So what remains:
is for you to finish my portrait.
Lure me the last step of the way.
Do what you think you need to.
Let my picture be full.