“Fading from Memory”
I know from experience that I have only but a brief moment.
My only tools are a deep, silent breath to inhale your essence and unblinking eyes to commit all aspects of you to my short-term memory.
There is no great finesse. Only in melodic fits of watercolor and ink do I find a bit of permanence into what you have brought into my day.
My reward comes in that great moment of recognition of you under my brush. You are loved so deeply at that moment, and then you slowly fade away as I float back downward towards reality.