Thisisus

With you I'll decorate this canvas with a love so precious, quaint, & branded crazy beautiful, With its beautiful madness Colours collide and displays the contraction So 1 + 1 = 1 But the firsts outline the expansion Pencil sketched dates, And the holding of hands.   So I'll paint us and what we have, and I'll use the most beautiful colours known to man, and, If feelings were tangible I'd put it on my brush, So that everyone can see the ecstasy when we touch, but, we making a work of art, so there is no rush, Michael-Angelo couldn't even engrave how esoteric as such, is our crush...   Filing blank spaces, left with intricate splashes, the colours contrast from smiles to batted-eye lashes, a friendship so strong, the ups and the downs and all the crashes, the trust plus the lust and the infatuation mashes, to display a heated up passion, of love bites like heat rashes, Whispered sweet nothings as the caption, to serve, 'Cause nothing best describes the unseen like the un- heard...   ThisIsUs. ThisIsLove. -once again, for Yusrah