Look around as the world
sings a symphony,
re-creating memories
of laughter captured
in precious moments.
Voices raised by the passion of different views
oils mix and the first stroke is made.
Tears fall from the open air only to splash
into a ripple made by a wandering finger
creating fiction with paste.
Contorting fall into depths of spring
euphony sings in harmony with Angels
divinity.
Emotions rawr for the injustice of going
unnoticed, while love rolls into hearts
that were stolen by a sand shaped kiss.
Softly stroking the strings of a painters guitar
sensuality released through the Angels sigh
while beyond the viewers eyes, every curve
like a womans body, crafted tenderly.
Painting our tomorrows with our emotions
of today, we sway in the rhythm of the waves
as they cradle our dreams in their watery
embrace.
As the oceans exhales vibrations from the
guitar cease..
Honorable mention
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