mountains-
composed of dreams and black ink
and alpine breezes
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I watch you
with your fingertips
pressing the brush,
your elegant strokes
creating mountains
When you paint, Yasuko, I see how thoughts come alive, I watch what you have to say, and the beautiful way you say it, with your paintbrush.
Your mountain painting reminds me of everything I love about you, and the soft kisses I planted on your ink-stained fingers.