Artist
His fingers glide over her curves as if he's making a sculpture
His eyes trace over her body as if she's a painting on a wall in an art gallery
He's an artist trying deciding how to make her beautiful
SNAP he takes a picture of another girl off in the distance
her beauty over comes him he's overwhelmed by the way
Her skin glistens in the sun the way her hair flows in the wind
He turns his head as soon as he does he spots another girl
This girl reminds him of his sister…
The way the sun outlines her body the shadow on the
Ground is his sister but he doesn't realize it yet
He stares and admires the way she walks the length
Of her legs years before this his sister died of lung cancer
He was devastated he cried day after day nonstop
He dreams about her the last dream he had about
Her was when they were at a photo shoot
SNAP, SNAP, SNAP, SNAP
He hears the sound of his camera
Over and over and over again
The sound of her voice still rings in his ear
Her face the screensaver on his iPhone
He remembers this day very vividly
The colors the landscape the breeze that
Moves his sisters' hair back and forth
Like waves in an ocean
"Hey, hey, hey, you hey, hey, hey, you"
The sound of a girls' voice enters his thoughts
He snaps back into reality
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