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Life is water
At times, half full. At others, half empty
Captivating, molding, and constantly moving
There is unexpected rain
Sometimes the clouds are deceiving.
Frequently you want to be a mermaid, ability to breathe deep under.
The dead-mans float needed at times.
Life is like waves,
Like a calm day on the lake,
Formulated like the Bermuda Triangle in the power of three.
At times, life is like making love in the rain
With the one you love,
It’s like skinny dipping
Or chunky dunking.
Life is the color of water
Open, free, deep, sophisticated.
It’s like a fish tank,
You choose the fish type,
Salt water or fresh water,
The trinkets for decoration.
Sometimes your water is mixed with vodka
Feeling fabulous at the moment
But regretting every single second of it the next morning.
It’s like a nude beach,
Bringing you back to birth
Stages of birth anyways.
Colors of the wind,
Colors of the sky,
Colors of the water
Reflecting you back to you,
At times consuming,
Forgetting to taste.
Art is my solitude,
I capture views behind the camera,
I transform in front of it.
My paintbrush is the portal away from the world.
Music is my mind state.
The pen is where my metaphors form.
I’m an artist,
No matter which art form I take,
I formulate like liquid in a cup,
ALWAYS half full.