Untitled Artwork Options

[*Blow_Don't_SUCK*]

Paint me a sky of red
Where the sun sleeps under the light of day
Color me a picture of blue
where the water entwines into a frozen mirror of fray
Write me a perfect sonnet, where the crows rest
Above the silver trees, shining starless in a moon-lit glow
Your ink darkens into a black path
Unknowing silhouettes dance upon the streets of darkness

Remember the jeweled sky draped as a blanket of the world
Where you brush upon a lonely meadow
Where the flowers bloom in the coldest of the seasons
And wither upon the sunniest of the days

Each frame stands upon a melancholic definition
An unfinished artwork held by a painter
Whose lifestory told through many colors
Mixing into one path of an apathetic drawing
Where your eyes look upon a frigid motionless scene
An illusion never before seen

He calls it an untitled artwork
Never named therefore never completed
because his life runs through a war of colors
A neverending story of his years
Where a colorless dancer poses for him lifeless
As for his hands that bring to life a motionless scene
An illusion never before scene