Canvas
An open book, an open stage
Let the color take his brush
Let them both dance upon that stage
Magic? It will create
Love, hope and even a dream will resucitate
Allow time to create
Will it be art? Or will it be fate
Peaceful mind, peaceful state
Imagine the offspring of love in color
Paint me a rhythm so that I too may dance
In me see the flow of love, so that I might taste the dream
It pours, I am drenched in color
I stand to fall, fall to get up
I run with no way or direction
Who am I to please your joy
Will you too call upon me a toy
Paint, paint and sing for tomorrow art will sing
Her beauty is great
Her love is divine
Her eyes make my life shine
Bright? Blinding to the point of no sight
Yell! Eduardo!
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