I am the mad artist of your soul. With broad brushstrokes I swirl Infinity Across the dark places behind your eyes, Across the hidden places Of your forbidden mind. Rainbows dance where the sun never shines, Hope puts forth hesitant tentacles, Love? Ah, but love springs eternal! It drips from my palette in chaotic swirls, And touches something deep inside That lies curled, hidden from the light. Reality flees. You wantonly abandon yourself To the soft elven kisses of my art. Feather-light, my brush-strokes caress your eyelids With the promise of things to be. Unrestrained in my madness I unerringly paint Your darkest desires, your hidden dreams, And give them form and substance And depth and colour, as they emerge And dance across the misty landscape Of our mutual dream. And as you lie like the sacrificial lamb Dreaming the dream which never ends, I labour at my canvass, while your heart Beats inside the gilded cage Captured trembling, in the mad reflection Of my twilight eyes.
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The
Nexus Collection:
GYPSY PETE
Dead
Boys and Frozen Girls
Kurtly
Speaking
My
Lady's Eyes
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Paintings
