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Mar 22, 2009
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LOVERS IN THE POET'S GARDEN
This canvas, as wide as Kansas A stark white silent void,Symbolic of our lives Working as a brick In a paintbrush sort of world. Like Van Gogh, Some mysterious artist, With a gift for expressing lifeBegins our romance in paint. On the palette he mixes flowering colors As we become undefined and indefinite In a rainbow of swirling abstract images, A comfortable tornado of contrasting hues, Brilliant colors splashed, Like low-pitched waters, Accenting our uncontrollable passion and emotions. With the fevered and dancing strokes Similar to those of Starry Night, We are captured on the canvas With feelings exposed and no secrets to be concealed. All choatic elements blending together In the artist's seemingly thoughtful strokes, Making it his greatest masterpiece.
— Blue_Halcyon, Mar 22, 2009
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Morgana Tragic…
17 years 2 months ago
Yayyy Blue!
Geezer
17 years 2 months ago
painting with words