“Envisioned Beauty”
My mind conceived beauty
Filled within my head
The sight of all the colors
Sowed just by a thread
The perfect day I see
All indwelled in me
The sound and smell of beauty’s nature
Exactly placed in need
My fingers touch the warmth of color
Turns a mood I feed
Can you see this, feel and smell?
Is it visioned?
I’ll dip my pen to write the story
I swipe my brush to drip its glory
I’ll take a photograph for you to remember
This Perfect day before me
This Poem I wrote about a week ago, but I lost it, and I didn't find it, I just tried to rewrite it. As it seems to me it didn't turn out as good as the first version...
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