the light seeping through the crac… as the soul longs to be seen spraying colors of emotions as seeing the soul with clear lens the split mirror shows two sides

tap dancing with paws great is a musical in the making getting out side with a rush folds the carpet after waking stretching cuddling noses

broken perfection siege-d by the hand only to find - nothing looking back in the mirror the horror that races through

the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots

abstract paint i did again after many years gone by forgot the feeling of the strokes mixing of hews to blend much like poetry, never seeing

you yearn to turn and churn but you can’t learn as the eyes watch through

you have away of making three equa… mixing the blue and yellow to spea… measuring the depths of the roots,… putting the whole on the scroll and sealing with the kings ring

hidden emotions brakes the soul rips and tears remain effecting the physical and making it decay

when the seed turns to dust and we can only lust after the thoughts of the beginning to only find the end

while registering to buy Italy your mistaken identity diminished wrapped around and covered with banana peels and egg shells castings smell and then you sell

the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error