the idea of you is 

enough to get me started

I imagine you 

with the desires of an artist

 

I put you in a natural setting

I pencil myself in 

tear you up and redraw your body

in various positions  

 

dreams come true 

after so much work is put in

the world is cruel

full of untalented critics

 

beauty in the eye of the beholder

maybe you’re my best work 

it may take  ages for the world to discover

what the painter saw first