The Everyday Envisioning of Art

Green leaves rushing past me,
Turning red to yellow as the time flies by.
There you are,
Aging as the time flies by.
The way the leaves pass by your breath,
Is art.

Clear water chilling at my side,
Moving with the current as the wind insinuated.
Your hair,
Flowing as the wind insinuated.
The way the water spoke at your grasp,
Is art.

Sapphire sun ending the day,
Hiding behind the horizon as we lay together.
Your eyes,
Capturing the moment as we lay together.
The way the sun disappears with your smile,
Is art.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Thanks for helping me write this Alejandro!

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I love the poem btw :)