Brilliantly bizarre blushed abstraction,
driving force behind vivid’s, wild attraction.
The canvass awaits your bold statement, like an arched back chilled by whispered sensations.
The tickling, trickling, of fingers mingling, the emotional motion,
of the brushes stroked ambition.
So vibrantly forceful in actions to increase tingling.
The essence of the erect easel, keeps it’s stance,
while boldness of colors become synchronized, a sultry ballet dance.
A Gallery gallantly, grasping a review,
calling out to Artist,
to articulate, it’s climatic points of view.
Poetry By Tamara L Dorsey-Moore
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