alone
in world of bereft belief,
i tremble secret wishes wanton
for one to share my soul,
in whole
as picture painted pigment swirled
upon my heart,
of canvas, starry
where truth is shared
in cell of body, buried breath
bequeathed in banter
ground in dust
of melded viewpoint, vying veils
of shadows, sighing


My interpretation...lol



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