Cathedral

Sometimes I wonder 
If the paintings
On the ceilings
Of those cathedrals
In Italy
Were all of you
Because when you send me a picture
When I can study you
I wish that I was Michael Angelo
That I could look at you and paint the masterpiece
That you are
I wish my fingertips
Were paint brushes 
And that I could litter the streets
With graffiti
That was only of you
So I could look at the world
And see the most beautiful things
Everywhere I looked
All these priceless works
Imitations of the real thing
But if it meant all the world could see
How beautiful you are to me
How important it is that you feel free
Like a bird with readied wings
If I could paint
If I could capture you 
The way that I see you
To give it back to you
I would
I would show all the world
Shouting in hues of pinks and nudes
That you are a work of art
That the masses must see
And then maybe they would understand the jaw dropping
Breathtaking beauty
Of this woman staring back at me 

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