A watercolour world of love,
The perfect picture at the start,
Creating each new masterpiece,
Loves artist, cupid, painting hard,
Every stroke appears to be,
So flawless when two hearts entwine,
Colours mixing, hearts beat as one,
As always young love’s forever blind,
Colours fading, cracks appear,
The subjects disappointed in their vows,
Time is changing what was once,
The picture not so perfect now,
Two subjects joined by cupids power,
An artist who brings happiness,
But shadows creep into the heart,
When one forgets the art of faithfulness. |