Color blooms at your touch
Purples, blues, and greens
Rivers flow at your presence
And dry up at your voice
Red splashes across the artwork
That you create within your passion
You have strength in your arms
And thunder in your voice
(Is this how you see it?)
(Do you think this is beauty?)
Hiding in fear, as you come near
There is nothing beautiful about this
I normally would never repost something like this but I didn't get any response after posting it so I was just wondering what you guys didn't like? I love getting feedback so I'm just kinda wondering what I botched on this one so I don't do it again. Thanks, sorry again for reposting :)