Chromatic Resonance

In the canvas of flesh, colors bleed and sing, A symphony of hues where life and art entwine. The lips, a portal to the soul's profoundest song, Vibrant with reds that pulse like hearts, yet blue and white respond. Each drop that falls is a tear of transformation, A silent scream of beauty in its rawest form. The eyes, though unseen, seem to gaze into eternity, A mirror reflecting the viewer's deepest mystery. This is not just a face, but a canvas of the soul, Where every stroke is a whisper of the whole. The reds are passion, the blues are depth, the whites are light, Together they weave a tapestry of infinite might. You, who gaze upon this work, see yourself within, For in its colors, you find your own beginning. Let the resonance of this art transform your being, And in its depths, find the courage to keep dreaming.