My mind drew a picture today
With charcoals of ash black
Dark were the lines swept in my view
For all colors they lack
The image flashes in seconds
Never turning my back
I cry and melt inside myself
Streaming sheer joyful tears
For in that flicker, colors flare
Colors not seen in years
I'll watch forever in pure awe
Until it disappears
6/13/13
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
