Be art to me

Tell me my story
Sing it to me
Tell it to me
Just as you know it will be

Draw me my story
Paint me a path
Give them to me
Colours as they'll ever be

Capture it for me
In your lenses black and white
Take my soul
With your eyes

Tell it to me in clay
The work of a porter's hand
Splattered and moulded
Through my pain and joy

Weave the tendons of my soul
Play its harps strings
Keep it pumping
Keep it beating

Write me words
Keep me alive
Make me think
Be art to me