When You Close Your Eyes
Clasps of crusty sand paper eyes unlocks a world of darkness.
The black infinity allows for painter fairies to tiptoe out of solitude,
Swirling and dancing until their freedom seemingly runs scarce.
Taps of a jewel-encrusted wand flood the gateway opening,
And a vision of the unknown imagination takes shape.
The spectrum of color expands into the unforeseen,
And vibrant specks glimmer through pin pricked holes.
Lo & behold does connecting the dots reveal an image of truth,
Deep seeded ambitions lie intertwined with a painter fairies’ mind.
So, allow for your weary eyes to rest,
And let the secrets hidden beneath erupt beyond the darkness.
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