Another entry into the Flashfic challenge. :)
My brush flew across the canvas as I painted her picture and embellished it with memories. Our first kiss and the fireworks it sparked went around her eyes. Those beautiful ice blue eyes could light me up from the inside out.
The quilt, always on our bed- full of colorful life- was on her cheek. I could never forget the way she'd looked rubbing her cheek on it, fresh from the laundry.
She'd been a gardener so I painted flowers everywhere. She'd always smelled a little wild, like a beautiful flower.
Her life had been too short.
The last stroke of the brush crossed the canvas. I dropped it- collapsing in tears. My love- gone forever. It was more than I could bear.
A hand shook my shoulder; I gasped sitting up, quickly. Beautiful blue eyes flashed, "What were you dreaming?"
I grabbed her hand and raced to my studio. Positioning her just so, I begged, "Please don't move."
She winked, "I wouldn't dream of it!"
"I love you," I whispered.
"Me too," she replied, slipping the handkerchief off her bald head. My hands flew quickly across the canvas- there was no time to lose.