Picasso dance

feet like a guitar the sound was sweet how she plucked across the room her hands raised in the air the blue runs through her hair and penetrates the sky she calls herself freedom formerly known as sam ~~~ Circa 2009 I found this while flipping through my Drawing From Life Journal I had in … More Picasso dance

the fifth

Deep set gray eyes – they welcome me. The royal ring around the outside is what ties you to me. scooping you off the ground, you curl into a ball on my chest – my baby peach.   This past year, I have watched you watch him – all admiration. His every utterance – beckons … More the fifth