She and I, Artists

Swoosh. Stroke. I feel her brush
She paints my deep breath
My slow step toward the canvas
The way I pick up my brush
Dot. She lightly dots
My closed eyes
My nervous face
Flick. She flicks my hair
With her brush
I feel her there
Painting my hesitation
My muscles contracting
Then relaxing
Swish. She paints my hands
Painting hers
She is the artist
I
Am
She