Painted night
 

Painted night

Seamless is the sky
empty is the rain
orange painted tourents
wasted away in vain,
Sweet is your sanity
holding me tight and secure
everlasting happiness
no need for an angels cure,
antidotes are vanquishing
falling though the light
hyperdermic symphanies
injected into the masses tonight,
All of the passions of harmonics
beckoning our fears to come
this is when our sight is eased
speak, for now the evening is done.

beautiful work!

Great work Chauncey! I really like the way your words flow in this one...just super!

Feels like you are sliding from one line to the next. Very smooth.

Good work, thanks

Thanks guys, that is very Kind of you.
Your words mean a lot to me due to the literature board is the center of the tfp community for me.

I hold all of your words and stories dear.