Me: Short poem, enjoy!

The Beauty

I

I sit and watch and wait for the moment to paint my Beautiful Pokemon.

She depicted in folklore as a Beautiful water Goddess.

She stirs and I start painting, capturing, and watching

II

I paint and I draw until the art is finished.

For hours and hours and hours I work undisturbed

Truly trying to capture Her gleaming beauty.

That one moment of bliss.

Then I realize that she is my Muse, my Soul, and my Fire.

For she is my one and only

Milotic….

Me: A short poem describing that old phrase, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Review. No flames.