A Velvet Creation

I am in love with my paintings

Artworks from the streams of my thoughts

For a moment I was paralyzed

by the colours so deep and living

The dimensions of truth was so far away

because this was not so real

The work of my mind my hand and the brush was not carnal

Yet breathing when I touched the profiles of it's colours

Every picture became a sophistication of my dreams

An essence of artworks was created

Twelve years ago I made a sculpture

and covered her body with a blanket made in sweetest velvet

Her beauty could not be compared

to anything I have created or seen

But I could not give her life

My fantasy was greater than my faith

Suddenly she lifted her eyelids

and stepped of the pedistal on which I placed her

And so I took her hand and attached a ring to her finger

She kissed me slowly to sleep

I married her and we shared the time from past to present

And our thoughts wnet from reality to dream

My motives became part of time

Motives covered in sweetest velvet