The Artist and The Muse

From Giotto to Michelangelo, Rafael and Van Gogh,
Da Vinci, Rembrandt, Cezanne, Dali and Picasso,
Botticelli, Pollock, Velasquez, Vermeer and Monet,
To Renoir, Rubens, Kadinsky, Klimt, Warhol and Manet,
There's no great painter I wouldn't emulate,
Just to paint your many ways and embrace your lovely face,
Just to be near you for the simple chase,
Even if it took all the hours in my life for this wet love to dry,
It would be priceless and worth every every risk like playing Russian roulette with a die,
Each brush stroke would define this devine,
Feeling from the depths or simply my heart,
Your more than a muse you are my art,
As well as my spark in the dark,
Yet I've always been more of a writer than an artist but is it any less of an art,
Can I paint something out like the Dutch Mona Lisa and make something jump start,
Through words alone as I guide them down the highway of how I feel,
Or will my attempts crash and burn and I'll be just an icon on its highlight reel,
I want more out of this like someone searching for a new color,
But what if my emotions canvas every single color,
Are my feelings only dismal and black,
I know there's more to this and that's a fact,
Yet why do I feel even when I color your world its only in white and black,
Allow me to paint your world or at least draw me in it,
Retracing me into the very image of ideal guy because rethinking every word I really meant it,
All so allow me to write, paint or draw you,
And if all that fails at least let me fall for you

Kia Ora

I call you my love and I call you my Queen,
Funny thing is that your also everything in between,
Your everything in reality but your even more surreal in my dreams,
I saw a glimpse of you through a screen yet I felt I could touch you,
More than sexually even deeper I thought I could love you,
The feeling only changes when you speak and smile,
I only fall deeper and deeper and I start to realize I'll be there for awhile,
Your more than a face your a place to call home,
Sad thing is I don't have even have your phone,
Number because the number of miles between us is great,
I love you internationally through my dreams and even if you never loved me back I'd still accept my fate,
Foolish thoughts and sayings from a man who doesn't believe in love even though he sees love,
As clear as the wind, blue as the ocean as well the sky and darker yet brighter than everything above,
Brighter than the sun yet knowing you is darker than moon my love,
Your like a toy and I'm the kid owner and I want you only to myself,
Yet your already taken and I want to steal you and your love for myself,
Its weak of me but you weaken me simply when you speak,
Then when I look at you its just an instant defeat,
Though its more than your beauty I love your mind and your heart,
Combine all three and its easy to see why you are the muse of this and my art,
I want you drunk off my love like wine but unlike wines your ageless,
I color you grey while others I place in color because your timeless,
I could consider even having a couple ankle biters with you,
Growing old sitting on a porch enjoying biscuits with you,
Its forward of me to say yet so forward of you to make me fall for every little thing you do,
I'd love to see you blow me down sexually, mentally even physically too,
Simple surprises or change of face or pace is like a gift from you,
Its hard for me to express how much I want you,
I thought of rain but you make me sweat because I'm nervous simply thinking of you,
Wondering if its even possible for you to love me,
Like I love you which is tried and true,
This feelings permanent like a vivid because its vivid how you make me feel livid,
Your aura's rare yet to me its even more like someone with that first name,
Which makes me think about your first crush, your first cut emotionally and physically making up your first pain,
If my dreams become reality you'll have my last name,
Maybe its a joke or a feeling that's over exeposed like a photo,
However I hope you figure out there's more though,
Than these lines lined up like a drug but you know though,
I compliment you awkwardly so in a way you can see all of me,
Want a better picture well the closest actor to me is Michael ceras personality,
No joke
I end it here my love or Borealis science named Aurora,
Greenstones in the sky resemble my love but how can I say I love you more than saying Kia Ora