We're an old oil painting

We're an old oil painting
Beneath the dust
Colours ablaze
Framed
Hung on a wall
In the centre
Of the room

Gloom
Had died behind us
And joy was sipping wine
Love was all over us
Time was slow to find
Us
We we were smiling
Your hand in mine

We're an old oil painting
Lending our moment
To searching eyes
Through the years
We haven't faded

Brown, the brown in your eyes
I love the artist
He's gifted, he knows
Just how the light glides

How many twists he planned
With the slight brush in his hand
Till the moment we finally met
Was finally found and love

Love, love in my eyes
We're an old oil painting
Hung on a wall
In the centre
Of the room

In my heart.
Glowing, the bulbs
Its a gallery
Within
You painted in moments
In colours..

My love..
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