For the michelangelos

I don’t understand it, man

Like a wizard, slow-spinning colour-dreaming can-can

I red dress, you moulin rouge

You perceive from your refuge

How many coincidences can be possible?

I have no words to comment, that would merit how wonderful

The hues and seasons in your illuminated vision

I breathe it slowly, exhaling with blissful fission

I long-drink your surreal-impressionistic poet-ray

The way you wind present-moment with artistic historay

It’s phantmagorical, or more like some Ra-teal sun-ray

And I’m alive and gone

in scenius renaissance heavenway.

13 thoughts on “For the michelangelos

    1. Thank you so much dear Summerhill. You are such a loving and wonderful person around WP. Keep shining. 💛😍🙏🥰😘💕

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    1. Hi and welcome Honest Beginning, and thanks for reblogging. Welcome to wordpress btw! (Tried to say this on your blog but comments are disabled :)) Enjoy the journey. ;)) 💛

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  1. Hi and welcome Honest Beginning, and thanks for reblogging. Welcome to wordpress btw! (Tried to say this on your blog, but comments are disabled :)) Enjoy the journey. ;)) 💛

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