“It takes years to paint perfection”

I tell that to anyone that asks

Why are you taking so long when normally your masterpieces take only weeks?

Why is barely any paint on the canvas?

Why do you just stare at that poor girl for hours on end?

Perfection

How can you paint utter perfection?

How can you even put something that beautiful on a canvas without taking away some of thier glory?

The girl doesnt seem to mind just sitting there.

Whatching me watch her.

Is she aware of her beauty?

Does she understand how luminescent her presence is?

She doesn’t seem to know.

She oblivious to the spell she has cast on me.

I dont know how to escape this trap she has put me in.

Longing forever for something that cant be mine.