Heart on Canvas

A steady beat in shades of red,
The stories that are left unsaid.
From every vein to every line,
A pulse preserved in paint and time.

No longer hidden, deep and still,
It bends to meet the artist’s will.
A crimson soul, a steady dance—
The rhythm of a heart on canvas.

Afterglow

A prism found in hollow bone,
A spectrum carved in shades of stone.
Though breath is gone and time is still,
The soul remains in color’s will.