Beautifully Stained

You walked in, and lay your eyes on the pillows of my cheeks they rested in the confidence of what you do to me I was blank, empty and naked with expectation. Knowing only that I'll be forever changed by a stroke of loving genius, caressing the potential I embody you dressed me with the colors of your feeling. When you finished, you married this moment keeping it alive I now bear your name holding your world up like a mirror it is your painting I became.