Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

my feet make prints
how much are they worth?
i see you
how much?
its all priceless to me
never again
we do this
i sit on my knees
face to sky
let me know
these tears cost money
i dont shed them for free

Is there a value on tears?
I do not know
Love is given as is talent

Not sure if sending healing
Is going to fix it
But here- have some
Music sooths your soul

The prints
Are soft
Against mother earth
Maybe
If I hold you close
It will make a difference
Like a fish
Having swallowed a hook

I flip around
Flapping
Gasping for air
Hoping that the fisherman
Is not hungry
Throw the fish back
I cry
Without water
She dies
With out art she dies