The Lines

Supple curves
of white and black
tracing outlines
and burning lines
into retinas
sobered by dreams
and drunk on reality
leaving imagination
b e h i n d
in the depreciation
of pure
beauty

Once told
stories of the
golden fields
and amber waves
left in locks
flowing into
the frame of
blue green depths
over pursed lips
hiding porcelain
p e r f e c t i o n

The lines
blurred under
heavy scrutiny
the outline broken
with progressive
scanning...

I can't color anymore
the lines have been broken

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