Sable Wings and White Spirit

Escapism is the food of fools Like me Generosity spools within shades of infinity Defining moments Redefining dreams within an air of dignity Upon sable wings my white spirit Is lifted Cerulean dreams reunite In trance like state Oils strewn upon ole plate My liquin soul dances amongst devils and angels alike Burnt umber Golden slumbers lay strewn Whilst the canvas stares as a diminishing resource I share mind sauce Engrossed daffodil and jade Stand on parade With the obligatory scarlet spot To stare out uninvited Cause confusion Disillusioned as a lover unrequited I cuddle a paynes grey As I dance between heaven and hell Part a parcel of an painters day