Water colors dance, skip and melt across the snow white canvas
They mix and spin
Paint your dreams
Paint your fear
Create beauty
Or
Create disaster,
Passion,
Glory
Inanimate faces,
Painting eyes that see nothing
Lips that speak no words
Ears that cannot hear
A nose that cannot smell the flowers
Within time the painter fades
Yet, I live forever to tell the story
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