Exhibit

He's not a sculpture in a museum, He was a beautiful art work And one I'd spend countless years trying to interpret Give meaning to my exhibits that confuse people Ignore methods to my madness And lost sanity He's not a sculpture in a museum, He was a painting set up in my heart Beautiful Rare Breath taking He was a gargoyle protecting me like a crow He always said, "Whatever is good for your soul, do that" For a golden hearted man, he's talented with everything he touches He sits on a pedestal made of 24k gold A breath taking sight to be seen in a art exhibit I wish his past lovers and friends well Because they missed out on the amazing person he became I find him in the eyes of passing strangers And conversations I have He's always with me even when I think he isn't