If I could design for you a constellation I would craft it to light up the whole universe like a thousand candles in our tiny bedroom. And all the people in love in the world would be able to gaze out from their windows to know that they are not the only ones who have slept some nights with only the absence of their lovers’ forms folded into the bed sheets. But alas, there are not enough...
A year since this, a year since that, a year, one year, one year, since, since. This.
Haiku of Art
Let my paintbrush touch your soul as it has canvas and leave joyously.