Beauty of simplicity
seen through the artist’s eye
duality of a harsh world
softened by his brush


Image: van Gogh
“Blossoming Almond Branch in a Glass with a Book”

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I tried to replicate the song
The enchanted flutist played
With hope at midnight I sought her
With wishes the melody would not fade
I found her there among flowers and tears
Her music she would give if blood I would trade




🎨:Pinterest

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You weave a spell
reading poetry as I fall asleep
My head on your chest
rhythm in time to your heartbeat
Timeless verse a paean to our love
you ~ the auteur of my dreams






🎨 Melissa Huang

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I conversed with sentient green plants whilst they gave me
shelter of leaves from the pouring rain.We talked about our respective world's.There similarities &there differences.I drank from their vines where wines grew wild &addictive. All seemed tranquil for a while

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Her rage &anger from betrayal such,that with asingle look she brought life at a standstill. Living sculptures frozen intime scattered her domain,inland to sea,art made permanent for all to see.The entrance to her lair marked by
griffons.Take heed do not stop there

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On Catching Bated Breath

in this embrace
stop
wet and heavy limbed
stop
we are swimming in metaphors
discarded clarity
at the door
stop
opportunity
too embarrassed to knock
hearing what came before
stop


📸 via

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Caught your eye in an Italian cafe, days of wine & oil permeated ancient stone. On impulse, a touch led to Sorrento sunsets, roses in Paris, Venice winter hugs, we owned Moscow nights. Yet my favorite place is in your arms, the sound of rain on the roof

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sweet poetry
you once wrote
your ink’s nectar
fed my soul
thru your words
I found a secret life
but secrets sometimes
t
u
r
n
into a twisted urban nightmare
when we lose touch
with who we used to be





🖼️Pinterest

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moonstruck on a magic night
dancing in the midnight silver glow
making romance bloom and grow
swept away while dreaming awake
sweet Selene and her lover Helios



by Ana Fagarazzi

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The mountains
Are in mourning
Every new moon is blue
The rain is melodious
And I am lost here
In the lake of dreams
Without you



Art | Jessica Allain

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We~
The renewed Travellers
Of dystopian survival
Swinging at
perpetual voyage
Of temporary body
And
Hollow illusions of
Felonious heart
Longing for
Remission of breaths

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