Stick of Art
Drip drop
The light is ignited
Drip drop
A puddle forms, a pool of art
Drip drop
Forms swiftly changing
Drip drop
Dew on the grass
Drip drop
Falling, swirling leaves
Drip drop
The flickering shape of whimsical creatures
Drip drop
Tall cathedrals wreathed in butter
Drip drop
Expensive chandeliers made of glass bits
Drip drop
The palette shrinks, the wet paint sliding away
Drip drop
I watch my candle melt
Drip drop
And I dream
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