her gentle strokes have imprinted iridescence upon his dull canvas
as the moonlight breaks into splinters of photons
exposing the fabric of creativity spun by the unfamiliar and the unseen
double knotting the memories into cords running and tracing the paths
upon the first kiss of the brush upon the face of the paint
she created swirls beyond her imagination; transcending space-time dimension
she walks barefoot on the ellipse of the eclipse and lets the light
permeate through the shadows of her ethereal feet
leaping through closed windows and inhaling the breathe of the inner angel
treading the water floors, feeling the thrill in each step
letting her hues disperse through the oceans and blend with water thresholds
till the night bleeds in purple pink and prismatic pigments
with the art her heart holds
