Crimson and Shadow

As an artist I just took a white paper and

Started painting...

Where,
I made my blood as a paint to colour
her ...

I made my eye brows as a brush to blush her...

It just started with eyes and ended with thighs..

But the masterpiece woke when I painted her lips,

Tracing my soul with my own fingertips.

I gave her my pulse so she’d never be blue,

And finished each stroke with an "I love you."

I am lost in the canvas, a ghost in the light,

To keep her heart beating all through the night.

For the art is immortal, the feeling is true:

I bled every drop... just to live inside you.


         ❤️❤️❤️I love you ❤️❤️❤️

                 ✍️ VINOD RAJ ✍️


© Raj