Poem and paint January 31

About to get that good paint party in! Paint. Puff. Sip. Laugh. Love. Live. Repeat. We paint what is within us. We leave with our own unique creations. We come with ideas. We come without ideas. We have been painting for years. We have never picked up a brush. We connect. We eat. We tell stories. We listen to all this good good trap. We hood. We hills. We high. We nice. We sober. We straight. We free. We so free. We fly. We in here. Tonight.