Art : Subjective

 
 
Subjective  
her vision moves me
 
thoughts soar
and I'm consumed
by emotion
flooding my senses
 
euphoria felt
I melt
as I become enthralled
with her all
 
She is the art  
that erupts
off my canvas
 
magmentous  
in passionate heat
with strokes that repeat
 
studied and taught  
each night
caressed in deep thought
 
eyes wonder  
but dare not wander
keeping such beauty in sight