Love Letter From the Soul Lxi
M,
The paints propose
in green and blue
and red
between each strok'd curve
bristles beaming
refined
dew undue dripped in gold
angels amid angles
anchored to men and to land
where big cats roam and prey
thrusting into troubled times
a troubadour of transformation
dictating upon mouthed words
delivered in bursts of light
eruptions of grandeur
enamored
with spotlight she's shown
more than just bones
lips releasing endorphins
ar'se shattering lines
antidepressant
debaffled, debriefed
the pieces, fall firmly in place
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