I remember the day I met you.
We spoke the life into nature.
You created wisdom to the letters I didn't know.
You spoke to me with beautiful creations.
You spoke life into beautiful lines.
You created something for others to see.
You created life from the cold hard shafts
Inside of you.
You guided my eyes to different shades.
While communication to to my hands for guidance.
You created life for me.
We spoke somber scratches to the surfaces ahead of us.
We created new generations of creativity.
We drew parts of us we did not know existed.
We drew together,
We created beauty,
We created life.
Please forgive me for breaking you.
We brought the best from each other.
The sketches of our hearts we created.
Please forgive me pencil….
About the Creator
LovelyShelter
I embody the reality of a creative soul.
Art is the embodiment of freedom and risk,
You don't have freedom without taking risks.
You don't have art without embodying freedom.
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