Artist's Profile
From that day so long ago,
Of being an artist I thought it would never be so.
Between the eyes and the hand

I remember the smell of your neck
when we were only fourteen.
Your hair curled up around your collar
and was fun
to grab when

Twinkle star up in the sky

Have you ever wondered why

Your colors change from red to blue?

I don't know why, but it is

Daze-
The eyes of an angel
Carrying the pain of a demon
Anger like the sword of god
And the fire of the sun
Gazing up at the