As I Draw For You.
The Nature that I Draw for you,
crumbles in my hands while i ought to do,
the painting of my picture vast and mesmerizing.
The poetic form and acceptance of their criticizing.
I unveil a cloud and extinguish the smoke.
Drawing the stars in my eyes, I would hope.
I swim in your pain, the flooding of blood in your lie.
Looking across the river I stumble on a puddle of mud but I fly.
Where have I been? I stay foolishly centered.
In a vivid dialect to speak like a wizard .
I am the Nature I Draw for you.
And develop the craft, although it is the colour of blue.