Creating Canvas'

Melodic tunes seep through the cracks
in the windowsill
As the shadows tuck me in tonight
Their vocals swarming into such a fashion that i find them harmonizing in a hypnotic manner

And try as I may, I shall never come equivelant to their elequant beauty
Hollow, yet astounding
And at the sight you too shall quiver,
Your knees caving in at the feel of their dainty, skeletal fingers tracing your back,
Leaving crimson paintings wherever they go

The world is their canvas and they take no shame
in the beautiful works of art they make us out to be,
For at times, we too, feel beautiful, extravagant,
And overall elegant

But of course we know that is a lie
So we stand tall, watching and waiting....
Just waiting for the day when we too take a stand
And create a canvas of our own.