I won't forsake you as you run throughout my blood, my first love; I will never abandon you as you awaken my heart, To spill what I truly miss and love.   Yet the colors tempted me to paint on an empty canvas; They express my innermost feelings, just like my poetry does. Let the painting grab my feelings; When I paint, I feel I am with my poetry more than anyone else.   As I completed the hymn of the unknown lyrics of my heart, When my painting talks to me in silence, My hands find you, And let you flow within my artistic blow. ~ME Helen Sarita