CanvasA Story by benjamminghamA love story about art ;)
She looks at the whiteness
the blankess the vastness of the giant CANVAS in front of her. She ponders and wonders thunder clouds darkening her mood She scolds herself. She cant afford to be negative. She scratches her head. Reassembles the edge of the paper before her The paints sit and wait waiting for inspiration that continues to evade. Suddenly the phone rings and scares her because she's alone and wasnt prepared for The voice that she heard A boy from earlier And just the one simple word Hello The tone and expression gave life and impression his confession of depression of life without her Her heat; the CANVAS Started to fill With the art of feelings That she knew were real And the picture came alive her inspiration revived a new fire in her eyes He was the muse yes she would use his love as the fuse to light up her life Satisfied she walked away and talked with the boy who filled the CANVAs with his joy © 2013 benjamminghamAuthor's Note
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