While sketching...

I understood you are the real definition of art.

Your pupil is deeper, than others

you have the better vision,

I want to dive right in.

While sketching I understood,

your chubby cheeks are cuter than others.

I want to gently pinch them, and praise your beauty.

While sketching, I understood

Your lips are smooth,

So soft that even a tar pitch can flow very easily.

I want to kiss that.

While sketching I understood,

The holding property of your hand is similar to solid,

Entangled fingers;

I want to hold them Forever.

While sketching I understood

Your heart is constant, similar to planks constant..

It beats faster when I am near

I wish to be in that for Eternity.

- ©TheCursedPOET