The cure

You beautifulest creature Mother Nature has ever raised

I adore you

I am in love

I put the first brush stroke down

Lovers, united

And split into halves, are as the sick and wounded

Lovesick

The old people knew how to cure us

If I paint us together

Our two halves, holding each other

Hold you close to me, and tell you I love you

To hold and honour all our love for each other

To honour our Love

To marry Mother Nature’s most beautiful daughter

Nature’s cure, my loving heart

Your portrait become

Of Mother Nature’s beautiful Image