I just sat thinking about art, this was my imaginations answer !
Art is your eye Peacocks exploding colour in an autumn sky, lighting a tinder dry rope molded by clouds that sail by Art is your eye, it can make you cry, I try not to looking at a reflection of a tear rolling down my cheek in your eye but you laugh at the lines on my face, you tell me they remind you of a garden gate you used to swing on as a child Art is your eye, it's true would I lie to you? With a saliva wet tongue that catches a glint from the sun and becomes a silver pink whale leaping... Sign in to see full entry.