You've got the scent of acrylic paint on your fingertips As you brush away the flood pouring from your eyes Tethered by the world outside No portrait or canvas of hues or sculpture of ice would suffice You're weary of the ivory keys on your piano Playing distant strains of a song you used to know The feeling you perceive is unknown But there's echoes of memories portraying the comfort of home You may have never learned how to voice your thoughts The way people ought To do when they can't Endure the burden of making art You've reached the sky but aimed for the stars With all my heart My darling, you must Believe when I say you are more than enough to me An empty glass of wine reflects a ray of light Your inspired heart has left you sleep-deprived You've never drowned but now you might Did you ever consider you're putting your bar up too high? You may have never learned how to voice your thoughts The way people ought To do when they can't Endure the burden of making art You've reached the sky but aimed for the stars With all my heart My darling, you must Believe when I say you are more than enough to me