The Making Of Art: Part 2

With you I could finally make art, And it would begin with your smile, The smile that build a canvas all on its own. Then travel upwards to your eyes, That portray visions of your past, present and future. Transitioning into your hair, Which absorbs the vibrations of the earth which make you one of a kind. Every detail in between, Which tells the story of how i finally met you. Your eyelashes,  Reminding me of the first time i blinked when i met you, The memory is so clear because i didn't want to miss a moment of seeing you. Your cheeks, When you smile they begin to glow, As if a star is being formed inside your smile. Your nose, Ever so reminding me of the girl who feel in love with a tramp. And your chin, The finishing touch,  The part which completes your smile, The parts which completes my art.