When you’re an artist
Your mind functions differently.
You just see things differently.
Everything is an opportunity
And
Anything can be inspiration.
artistic
Impossible, Imperfect Love
Original PoetryHe died every night for her,
just as the moon did
with the sun.
Artist
Original PoetryA brush of paint,
a scratch of ink,
a drop of blood –
we’re all artists
in our own right.
Predator and Prey
Original PoetryThe setting sun,
the shining stars;
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
A hand on my back,
A stroke of the neck,
A love affair between predator and prey.
Honey-Dipped Eyes
Original PoetryWhen sadness was the sea, you taught me how to swim.
Waves and waves of you now crash into me.
Yet, somehow,
serenity can only be defined by
living in your honey-dipped eyes.
Serenity can only be described
as you.
Beauty of the Stars
Original Poetry“They’re beautiful,”
you whisper
as you stare up at the stars.
“They are,”
I reply
as my gaze falls on you.
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