I hear in brush strokes
The sunshine of gold
Crimson red sunsets
Rolling hills and plains
Mountains towering
Tell tales of lovers
A kiss after war
A kiss between vases
Entangled affair
Be it pencil, paint,
Sculptures, other wise
I can feel beauty
Music, sing to me
Sway me, gentle breeze
Soothing somber tones
Like a lovers touch
Lost for a lifetime
Lull me, hold me still
Still my aching heart
Crescendo climbing
Like lovers embrace
Caresses eager
Maladies or moods
Melody’s the cure
Master of the pen
Write the written word
Novel or poem
Ensnare my senses
Titillate my tongue
Woo my worried woes
In lines and verses
Childhood, remind me
Like scents from candles
Hold lingering thoughts
Invigorate senses
Set emotions afire
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