Arte Stella
by: Frozen Meatballs
DenSu Week 2016: Day 6 Intimacy
If a poem could get me you, could you love me more than hue?
A poem for the one who fell for art, and the one unrequited but continued to love.
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He has made me immortal
in that once upon a time
The art I already was
made real with grace and no gall.
In his slum studio, stand art
his paintings the world knows not
Here I control my feelings,
which I know is of naught
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My heart's desires he heals
sealed in the mask I place
What it is you make me feel
I pour in the colors he lace
"Art should not simply look nice"
is what he reminds me of
So can I put on the price
to instead the artist I fell in love
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But he was consumed
by the art in abstract.
My aching, breaking heart
to him it couldn't distract.
It hurt that art was all
he chose to look at my face
When his name, the sweetest rhyme,
my tongue truly loved to embrace
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So he has fallen with art
to care for my heart that he stole
And there was I , so inlove alone
Now here I ponder, wonder and mope
how to let go of the person
that made me feel a lot like home
Much less, I vow to love him more
It's all that's left I offer him for...
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...in my eyes, he was Van Gogh
as in his own I see stars
But then he could be Dali
Where time would melt in his arms
To me, he's Mona Lisa
The art my world knows the best
And, in the end, he's Berwald
who my heart beats for in my chest.