Artist mine

For thee artist mine
I present my face and mind
paint an easy smile
upon this weary face
and dot shimmering stars
within these tired eyes
plant your garden
of unspoken words
water them flowers
with tears you've cried

I'm a blank canvas
I'm a cracked wall
tear away the paint
and bear my soul
mold, carve and forge
whatever you see fit
raze yourself over my ruins
with your constructive destruction
and let me hold on to
whatever that is left of you