Me: Short poem, enjoy!
The Beauty
I
I sit and watch and wait for the moment to paint my Beautiful Pokemon.
She depicted in folklore as a Beautiful water Goddess.
She stirs and I start painting, capturing, and watching
II
I paint and I draw until the art is finished.
For hours and hours and hours I work undisturbed
Truly trying to capture Her gleaming beauty.
That one moment of bliss.
Then I realize that she is my Muse, my Soul, and my Fire.
For she is my one and only
Milotic….
Me: A short poem describing that old phrase, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Review. No flames.