your smile a chaos
and hair a web
of thoughts
I liked to
get lost
in
As
the sun
slowly rises
and lights the
frozen sculpture
droplets of colors
leak and paint across
The canvas with a black
and white frame that
suddenly seamed
smaller and
smaller
until
the
paint
dropped
in formations
never before seen
as the canvas dried
your eyes forgot to lie
beauty in the mess inside
2015/04/27
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