The Artist

The artist painted me tonight,

A canvas I laid there bare.

He used his hands to paint the light

And the breeze throughout my hair.

I begged the artist to never stop,

And his gaze locked into mine.

He violently ripped down the clock,

And shattered the rest of time.

The artist painted me tonight,

So forever will I be,

A timeless, breathless piece of art

At the mercy of the sea.