The Painting

Beguiled by the beauty
of something so strong
eyes filled with fire
a muscle filled song
nothing will make sense 
neither to you nor I 
but within that persons heart
all objects do or die.
breathing in solitude that feeling comes across

Mixing and swirling
sand within the wind 
never indulging above that salty swim
I could not do better
I do not know why
maybe my emotions are mixed
somehow not entwined, maybe I must fade away
before I understand

I am a robot, oil filled veins
my heart an engine
Tugging with the pain
could you describe me
if you really tried
life within a metal suit
is not bright nor beautiful
Not like this.
I will not survive