Single’s Ballad…

Single’s Ballad…

Apple pieces soaked in cocktails,
and a short suspense after,
torn papers, crumpled up….
as I summarize –
to have the solutions seen,
in a personal tale.
Yet,
looking for what to write…
what to draw…
Pencil chewings from a sharpener,
a lady traced on paper,
recalling beauty,
a chocolate silhouette,
in shades of residue,
with a fainting light,
now in black an’ white
from my mind,
as I reminisce,
that colorful spiral of life,
flickering candle,
daring the dark,
a talent to improve on humanity,
for even starring acts,
leave the stage,
hence ooze a remarkable hue,
like a bright yellow sun,
in nude!

To avoid blushing,
Overcome the triumph of lust,
On life,
Unveiling an’ revealing,
the true identity,
a life symbol,
from the tangle of dress
an appearances….
To be introduced to,
that intensely schemed,
mark of intelligence,
that necessary symptom,
to create beautiful things.
It is like dust,
Cake dust found on the mouth,
Flakes from a cloud,
It is a snow fall,
A slow fall,
Lettings those eyes that look,
Keep that bold proof,
an’ sparkle!
So I can sing of the stars I see…
learn guitar,
stain the strings with red,
a musical D.N.A…
a single’s ballad.