സെല്‍ഫിഷ് ലോവ്

Colour my thoughts in canvas,
my pulse beats like a heart,
her lashes flutter, her eyes blink,
now the fading light flees.

In thoughts, I see her staring,
unseen except for her smile.
She never speaks but I hear,
her whispers swing the air.

She tells the tale of her birth,
a paintbrush colours thoughts,
the tale never goes on the wall,
Moonlight reflection in a pond of grace.

I paint my lady on canvas in the dark,
don’t look...or she may vanish,
for she is in me from now till death,
Never ever to leave me alone