paint me #poetry

i’m laying on the sofa in your room

Renaissance riches flare the air

brushes dripping colors wait

like Titian with your right hand

stroke golden lights onto my skin

color my hair in reddish glares

while silently i watch the vapors

astral albatrosses leave

over the ocean carved in spumes.




11 thoughts on “paint me #poetry

  1. A multi-layer poem that is a true Holiday for the senses. Cheetahs pull the feelings of ancient gods in this painting painted with the tip of the brush. Exquisite work!


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