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“He was summer.
His eyes brought warmth
and light,
shining through the calming breeze
exhaling from his lungs.
He was autumn.
His smile blossomed
red and yellow and orange,
whistling warm colors that pale
in comparison to his laughter.
He was winter.
His voice gave chills
and foggy breaths,
providing a sense of serenity
amongst the pale snow.
He was spring.
His laughter allowed buds
to grow into flowers,
sprouting off thousands of colors
wherever he goes.”
— Seasons of Him (NJ.)
I loved the previous painting so much I wanted to try again in different colors. I wanted to make it look like autumn with warm falling leaves.
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