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...
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..."The Art of Love" *
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