My room is filled with artifacts,
Brushstrokes from another life.
Canvases carrying everything that is her,
Like shrine of something shared.
From what seems now as another plane.
Some far off place, unseen.
There's a magic to it.
Unexplainable. Undeniable.
We were just visiting here.
Swimming in the stars, she gave me something.
Her heart, but timeless.
This museum of moments.
Memories on display.
And now the curtains can't contain the emotion.
My bedroom door shudders and shakes.
As her energy seeps out of every piece.
Drip, drip, drip. It goes.
It splashes into my life.
Into my soul.
#Love #Art #Artist #Memories
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