Believe in my dream Come closer… This is a secret I don’t dare speak in daylight— a secret I endure the gray rush of the day for, only to find it again at night. Come—give me your hand. I want to take you, right now, through the walls of this room, and bring you with me into that turquoise garden— the very dream I slip into every night, alone. But I’m afraid… I’m afraid you’ll arrive and see only a “scene.” I’m afraid, in the clamor of untamed colors and birds dancing inside the light, your eyes won’t find him. Don’t stare at the trees— the garden is only the shadow he’s cast upon the wall of my imagination. He is not standing still. He is the garden’s pulse. Every flower that blooms in the air, every fish that swims through light, takes its heartbeat from the current of his will. The moment we step across its threshold, he comes to meet us. With hands that carry the scent of endless calm, he drapes me in a garment made of the garden itself— a dress of light and leaves that seems to merge with my skin. And I, in perfect peace, sit in the embrace of the husband of my dreams— where pure safety is the only law. I’m afraid you’ll get lost in the riot of these colors, and miss this truth: the garden is only an excuse— so that each night, in my husband’s presence, I can begin “being” all over again. So tell me… will you come with me, and believe this is not merely paint spilled across the canvas of sleep? Will you come and see for yourself how, in his arms, the world falls away from around my head? Artwork Details: Digital Dimensions: 3543 × 4724 PX Resolution: 300 DPI File Size: 13 MB Physical Size: 30 × 40 cm Medium: Gouache, and collage on thick cardboard. Year: KHTOON 2026