Canvass

Too large was the canvass of my life
Over fitting me with great voids
And an ever desperate want for more…….
And then cometh you
Into its purview
And the canvass goes miniature once again
Together with you, I am enlarged
Beyond every limits of magnification
Your magnificence is greatly humble
To allow me into your life’s stride
To hold a blindman’s weak n weary hands….
Noble directions then follows,
Your righteous virtues guiding me all through
The marvelous trajectories of love n togetherness
What better joys could I have other than
A sweet broad smile on your face,
And what better joys could I get other than
Hold your beaty hands till eternity falls
So even if I can’t have you in reality
The canvass I would preserve forever
The panoramic canvass of my life