"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind." — Shakespeare
Iris
She was like a dessert, plain yet full to unravel. Her skin smooth enough that I could mold my hands onto.
To make the world see what her beauty contains, yet I would keep for my own. I would also like showcase, to let the others see what a sight she is.
• • •
They would glance at each other for a while and she reluctantly agreed to be his model, but it was all buried deep into memory as the graduation neared.
Until all that was left, was a painted canvas. A project they had been paired to do.
A canvas that portrayed her and would always put a smile on her frowning face every time she passes by. Showing what he knew her how to be.
But they have not met yet again.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Artistry
Poesía"Aloha." "H-hello." "-I meant Goodbye." Whenever you create art, your goal is to create a sanctuary of beauty in this ugly world. Vincent is the artist and Iris is the art. #2 Artistry 4.14.19 All rights reserved @2019
