Painting In My Mind Poem by Manonton Dalan

Painting In My Mind



fine line of brush strokes
my emotion rides so gentle
like sand on desert mourn
cool tickling my toes spokes
shrinking to embrace a few
left with my fading steps

my eyes retrace your fingers
holding my breathe calmly
not to disturb fluid flow
i'm a zen master i sense
your finger with inner force
combing every fiber to submission

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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