The painting is a book, but no words are in sight
The book is a mystery taking flight
The painting is abstract, so I will never really have your insight
The colours are expressions, feelings to be shown
Swirling and twirling, an everlasting flow
Showing posts with label metaphor poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label metaphor poem. Show all posts
Monday, October 31, 2016
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