In this breathing gallery
Art is vivid for science to be executed
Art is a spatter of feelings
In wows and wonder
a picture speaks.
When it can talk
it says so much
but none is heard.
Your tongue spoke my
language yet
I didn’t understand
I know you're a masterpiece
The artwork I could admire forever
Chemistry goes on and on
In vigorous interactions
of substance, of souls, of colors
Art surfaces as chemistry deepens
But as every other beautiful piece of art
You don’t belong to me
it hurts like hell
To be standing here craving you
In the door of the gallery
One last look
with tears in my eyes
And praying that who takes you home
Will appreciate the art of you
Because the artist forcefully drew me.
©uncle_sam
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