Brise
Poème improvisé II
he fell in love with art and his fingers painted the canvas ever so slightly art was his love his one and only she came in many forms he painted her with kisses He drew his love for her on paper
ranked #1 in poetry - july 3rd 2018 somewhat mix of poetry about self love, depression, real beauty, happiness, true love, past mistakes and much more. no it does not rhyme and you might cry. enjoy ♡