The Mysterious Painter…

She still remembered that day in the past,The first time she had laid eyes.The first sight, The first painting,That minute she had fallen in love. All else had seemed pointless,The painting consumed her.She knew not what the pull was,But she knew what she had to do. The hands that had molded every stroke,Every swish of... Continue Reading →

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