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Art Dreams (8)
Art dreams the phoenix rising from the ashes removing the absence,
That provide us the dreams we feed upon, penetrating the darkness,
Defined extrinsic curvature illuminating the dark, art they the purveyors,
Tangible shapes that bring warmth and light in these dark surfaced layers.

On leaves of linen in these bands of light canvassed before our sight,
Art they left by tears long since dried, in these infinite fields of light,
Failed for breath in endlessly shifting patterns found without resistance,
These images portrayed naught of fading dreams surpassing in distance.

Dispersed as born, from heart torn where silence reigns now by heart opened,
Consumed in these darkened nights where dreams take flight as here spoken,
In this omnipresence of dreams that affords us the past of love and life lived,
Forwarding to us among the visions of the love and live each to us still gives.

By nitehawk

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