Words are the strands that weave my thoughts and feelings from me to you. How can you resist the honeyed words I lay before you to savour, to delight in? If words are the fruits of life, let me offer these ripe words to you as a reflection of my admiration for your art.
A alcohol ink painting of young couple in love with her head on his shoulder sitting on a rock, with a stunning desert sunset looking at an endless landscape view.
Words are the strands that weave my thoughts and feelings from me to you. How can you resist the honeyed words I lay before you to savour, to delight in? If words are the fruits of life, let me offer these ripe words to you as a reflection of my admiration for your art.