Of the 40 colors
that I know how to paint
you are that color
that I cannot even dream of
come here I need to
imagine something
I spend the day painting you
and how difficult it is to copy the air of your skin
painting is more than loving
painting is creating you
is making you
a work of art
br/>I have your image on my brush
blurred between my doubts
here I go
I spend the day painting you
you are so inside me
that you are burning me
painting you is almost,
almost like inventing yourself
it is making you
a work of art
I am looking for you
through the corners of reason
but your image
always flee from my voice
I spend the day painting you
and your name burning me
and how difficult it is to copy the air of your skin
ayayay love
oh love I spent the day painting you

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