*moves the curtains and lightning strikes* yah hey maybe i should drive you home or if you want u could stay here the night. Your choice. *smiles*
*laughs alittle* no only an artist can put something beautiful on a canvis. It is you. and only you. *smiles*
A couple weeks ago when the roses were in bloom. I didnt know what to paint. Then when i looked out the window i saw you sitting on the bench and.....im sorry *turns around*
*covers it bk up* im sorry if u dont like it...
*looks down then pulls off the drap nd a painting of a beautiful woman sitting on a bench* it's u. I sort of saw you from my window nd i couldnt help but paint. im sorry
*runs up and recovers it* its not my best piece i intend to burn it
*rubs the back of my neck and blushes* uhh yah....but i have no favorite
*laughs alittle and takes ur hand and leds u to a hall way full of paintings* it isnt much. But this is my work. Havent sold any of it yet.
Three princesses slave
What a feeling in my soul
Back With a Vengeance