This pain is my art.

Feeling poetic today. It is a certain mood and emotion. A color that I cannot describe. But the deepest desire when I feel this way, is to be known. I will not hide this from you. I think that is what the radio show was talking about when they said intimacy. To completely know and be comfortable with another human being. I long for this. To be known. To know. I feel it like an ache in my muscles. It pulses through my fingers. This pain is my art. Behold it. Behold me.