Wer our heart lies ...

The artist's studio, gallery holds not only his most priceless possessions but in it lies his heart Its emptiness/nothingness Defiled with colours, tints shades, form, and clay, pencil and paper, its beauty to whom it may concern. Then it becomes a sacred attention... If u destroy a mans art or dream, u plague death upon him....

WHO R' YOU

Would i want to be the one all dressed in white? Smiling all through, i'm looking @ my ring staring @ u smiling,Wondering....Will u stay...7 years from now will you be here.....when my hands are full & kids all over d place,when i weigh a lot more & age attacks!Or will u b stuck in traffic, late night meetings,& weary from work that cuddles r wearisome...? Who will u b 7 years from now? I'm staring at u now smiling, thinking i have got u all to my self,don't start what u cant finish.....& Tel me who you are