Thanks for teaching me a thing or two about love

Discovered at a young agefor whatever it mayfor your real wordsand your presencefor me being mefor all being all

You really got me

Take me

It’s only when I’m a bundle of nervesthat I laugh with my heart’s contentand worry, like I’m stuck in some past… somewhere in between mixed realities…the sweet surrender of colors that mimic the faint tints of my heartand echoes of music where the source can’t be foundThese moments twirl me back into a teenagerwhose eyes

And then it dawned on me

that I don’t have anything meaningful in my life but these paintings

What’s reality anymore?

It’s you and me, and a whole bunch of nothing. 20160531

Kiss 나를

Lift up my hair Kiss me from behind Across the shoulders

In heaven

And in heaven I’ll take you with me And you, and you, and you All you collective souls Who’ve made me

Because I want it all

You make me so happy When you say everything’s for me Your soul, your breath, your glow, your craze Because I want it all

Making me beg

Sitting on your lap, looking at the ocean You hold a drink in one hand, and my swimsuit’s back strap with the other You gaze, kindly at the sea Making me beg that it be me

If it were up to me

If it were up to me, I wouldn’t care. I wouldn’t smile. I wouldn’t talk much. I’d be sitting by the beach all day, writing, quenching thirst with juice in the other hand. Bare skinned and in a swimsuit, lounging and dipping into the smelting hot golden sand. Letting my skin bake into the brownest

Love from the inside

You’re a lover of beauty, but I absolutely love it when you draw ugly things. It’s like dissecting through me and tantalizing on the hideousness, unevenness, asymmetries, quirks, faults and mistakes. It’s gutting my pain, and somehow finding a hidden rainbow From splatters of chaotic colors. I love it when you see it; these bursts