Art is a reflection of our inner thoughts. I know what I felt when I made this, but what does it make you feel?
Its like honey. The way the sun drips into your eyes. I look at you and you're just smiling. I think my favorite part about you is the crinkle in your eyes when you smile and the blast of color that shows with it. I'm content, I've looked for this feeling my whole life and now its standing right in front of me, staring me down. you bring warmth in seconds and take my shallowed breath away.
