I Am The Artist

Creation 

And creativity 

Are two 

But one 

Canvas is plain

It's form varies 

Can we differentiate 

The mist and the dew..? 

Spring and winter..?

Water and clouds..? 

Sky and earth...? 

Two in origin

Deep in sense one 

I am the artist

Creativity is my mind

Object is my love

The never quenchable thirst,

The Divine

Picture is you

Lines are the curves of your body 

Colors are my dreams 

Feelings 

To touch your bosoms,

With my hot lips 

To listen to your heartbeats

by resting my red cheeks over it 

My fantasies, may they be 

I am the artist ,

My fingers act,

My mind colors 

You are my love 

The creation 

 And me,

Beneath,

The artist 

bestowed with creativity

The lost paradise.