11. The Artist Wife

The Sun is loud as morning hits

Birds fly by as on a cloud she sits

She touches the sky to turn it Blue

Her fingers are magic as they touch you

 

The day goes by and there she stands

The Trees that cover her beautiful Dance

She waits for the Moon to sleep on its sand

Makes patterns for the stars with her artistic hand

…Her Spiritual Land

Reviews

[A.L.]

So magical that indeed she cannot be real.

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

I have doubted her existance

[A.L.]

Hmmm maybe she's a dream

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"She touches the sky to turn it Blue
Her fingers are magic as they touch you"

Well, this is romantic. She has cast her spell well over you, I guess ;)

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

She surely has. OF course, a long time ago, it seems her spell broke by now

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Interesting....

[Papaya]

so lovely this one, an inspired piece
a touch that creates and shapes one's world
beautiful

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Yes, the touches women can give.

[DeerInHeadlights]

thy muse....

and that is all..

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

lol I was in a trans at the time.

[V]

Romantic and enchanting. I like the title and the description "with her artistic hand".

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Thank you very much. It's a simple one but with much love written.

[V]

I could sense that. You're welcome.