flesh-tinted canvas
festooned with
c r i m s o n tendrils
and
glistening s a p p h i r e pools
that coalesce into
voids of i n k y darkness
just as they reach the middle
and
a curtain of chocolate brown
that cascades down
from high above,
shielding the s i g n a t u r e
that i inscribed so ingeniously
onto my portrait--
the portrait that is slowly fading away into a
v i g n e t t e.
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Poetry-thoughts in the form of little rivulets that part from the undulating river of my cryptic mind in a poetic jumble of words- ~ e s o t e r i c p h i l o s o p h i e s ~ ©Aneet, August 2015 lowercase intended
