i art love

i conceived it
formed from hopes
fused with promise
mated in bliss
it grew...quickly
strongly
tumbling inside of me
kicking to be acknowledged
tugging on me to feed
absorbing my inhale
making me feel purposed
i rubbed on it
cosseting my seed
watering it with tears
lending my breast to it's needs
whispering affirmation of life
conditioning it to spring forth
healthily
wholly...a perfected version
of me
my heart
and love's sweetness
it burst through a small space
a ray of shine
through a dark place
barren from heart's burn
yet,
the miracle of artistic life
was divinely born to me
refusing to be denied
casting it's soul through me
manifesting to be held
i art love...
i birthed it
captured it with a stroke of love
brushing it's lovely reds and mediocre blues
golden yellows and muted hues
against walls structured
to be home where i nurse it...
cursing at times my ability to rear it
but refusing not to be near it
forever tied
thee that i love
art...