My Artist

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                                                    My Artist  


Life comes alive under her hands, vibrant and new,
                  Her beautiful eyes, which see what I can not.
Delicate hands that hold a brush and my feelings,
                  In equal balance, and bring both to life.

A mind that sees in shading, shadows and highlights,
                  Where all I see is black, gray and white.
The lovely face that studies the painting in rapture,
                   Captivates me still, after so many years.


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Esperanza_HidalgoEsperanza_Hidalgoover 13 years ago
This is the best

I've read from you today.

vrosej10vrosej10over 13 years ago
Wow.

Dude this is amazing.

twelveoonetwelveooneover 13 years ago
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ta dah. Mike has arrived. Congrats, nice turn,

100

Now, I can start beating the crap out of you next time.

AngelineAngelineover 13 years ago
Lovely

Sometimes simple and straightforward says everything.

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