A.R.T
"Art is either revolution or plagiarism" -Paul Gauguin.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
you are like an intoxicating dream come to life. I'm sorry I know it's such an overworked phrase, but I'm not sure how else to say that when god concocted you he took his time. Molding, every curve, and swell.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
I mean I don't know how else to say it, but damn it you are the definition of a sunny day. However, how can I compare you to something as ordinary as the sun when you my darling yes you my love eclipse even the brightest stars.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
and I will continue to say, sing, and scream it until the edge of the universe can hear me preaching about the keeper of my heart.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
and from the rooftops, I will let them know how your honey brown eyes glimmer and dance like topaz in the sunlight. How the freckles littered across your cheeks mimic the stories of the constellations all while creating their own.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
I've never been more entranced than I am with you and the way your presence demands the attention of the room. The performance you give so carefree and the way you stride as if heaven were underneath your feet.
Astounding. Ridiculous. True.
You are art,
and the world is the museum that showcases your complex beauty; every place you go, a new wave of admiration fills the atmosphere.
You are astounding. You are ridiculous. You are true.
You are art.
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