The end of incompleteness

The end of incompleteness

I have decided

this is the last painting of incompleteness I paint

our shapes, our physical manifestations

meet again in the physical world

and separation ends

I still have to write

about the other paintings I have not written about

and then, wholeness shall be

mine and yours

as we embrace again

and I bring you all the colours you missed

and you bring me all the shapes I couldn’t draw

and we marry the prose and the poetry

of our hearts