Art

Art is a form,
Of self-expression.
It is my heart's,
Sole possession.

Artists need not,
To breathe, to live,
Art is their oxygen,
Their gift to give.
In its' rawest form,
merely a thought.

Then with pencil, paint,
It is caught.
Inspired by anything,
Person, place, thing.
Art is their melody,
Their song to sing.