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| Mixed Media,16X20, 2015 |
perhaps an invitation to the wild vagueness within that surrounds her
Ethiopian Princess
bondage chains her prisoner
love between captor and captive is but one of the focal points
another to be considered is all out bloody war
blood on earth that will be shed , blood till enemy all fours
the season for study is upon us alive in depth
a orangery light illuminates the contours of her cloak
gold sigils made up imagination blurry indoctrinate
breasts are cubes flesh out the chaotic field
on bended knee , the captain of the guard , draws his sword mounted before a painting that speaks the words
a position is relative to the formlessness of his right
i shall not fail you my princess , fire of love, promises of death OH! flaming light
her headdress dominates and with what seems like a screaming skull aside a village of totem poles
praise to the unformed void
understanding this magick re-known
love in war , grace that accentuates haughtily
you enigmatic woman of regal
i paint my head on her left shoulder vanishing into blue swirls and perhaps there is a horse close to this floating head to take her upon saddle and blaze steed moonlit nite
an intuition full measure of both and does
the guard choose love before states loyalty
Ethiopian Princess
bondage chains her prisoner
love between captor and captive is but one of the focal points
another to be considered is all out bloody war
blood on earth that will be shed , blood till enemy all fours
the season for study is upon us alive in depth
a orangery light illuminates the contours of her cloak
gold sigils made up imagination blurry indoctrinate
breasts are cubes flesh out the chaotic field
on bended knee , the captain of the guard , draws his sword mounted before a painting that speaks the words
a position is relative to the formlessness of his right
i shall not fail you my princess , fire of love, promises of death OH! flaming light
her headdress dominates and with what seems like a screaming skull aside a village of totem poles
praise to the unformed void
understanding this magick re-known
love in war , grace that accentuates haughtily
you enigmatic woman of regal
i paint my head on her left shoulder vanishing into blue swirls and perhaps there is a horse close to this floating head to take her upon saddle and blaze steed moonlit nite
an intuition full measure of both and does
the guard choose love before states loyalty
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