Heart of Art

You're a peculiar work of art.

Of a n art that only appeals to few.

Before this canvas comes apart

Let me admire each part of you.

And let my eyes become spectators

That give you a loyal applause.

For they will be your fame's creators,

Become their vision's only cause.

And let my body be your partner

To dance for you on old cassettes,

To heal you when the times get harder

By coloring your grey palettes.

And let my soul become your muse.

Dress her in furs or watch her plain.

And if your spirit she'll amuse,

That she's a work of art she'll claim.