Gemini

A sight takes its toll on thee eyes of the artist,
The wind blows and sways with the medley of your every whisper.
Draw beauty but create originality see through vanity, my love is vivacious and verbose,
I am the Gemini. I see, I hear, I whisper, I con, and I weep.
Winded in breathe and sensual touch, this is how it began, Passion filled furry.
Off the shelf love frequent fleeting discoveries lacking validity.
Kiss me and tell something other. Abating my conclusions down to you, dear diary your all I have.