2.3.17

Why do you paint?

Secrets my canvas keep, 

Beneath the shades so deep. 

With each colour applied 

Anxiety will hide.

I feel a unique rush 

As I grip my paintbrush.

As the dyes merge and blend  

Ideas quickly descend,

Into majestic shapes 

Perhaps abstract seascapes,

Inspiration flowing 

It's my way of showing 

That life is a pleasure 

And art cannot measure 

The endless joy in hues 

Eternally my muse. 

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