The Art of Love

Reminiscing these glittering lights which shined bright, once upon a days dawn; heart's and laughter Blue tears casting they into prisms their colours to be splashed about, an horizons poetic canvas... Vast the cloth yet vague its borders; centre's sweeping of love's prolific strokes; vibrants cardinal red Mingled with gray made ash; dividing lines in hues seperating what was from this that is; bone white Askew the brushes handle tracing her skeletals key; unlocking times box aneath, something of which Seemed to be but a wake amid candlelit dreams and abstract shards these, palette's we see; crystal Black images silhouetting the defining in both you and me; night as day, piercing life's looking glass... ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, ..."The Art of Love" *