Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

the door to perception was ajar
so in stepped into the possibility...
my heart sees the thoughtfulness,
she is careful to notice every detail
all the nuances....note them in order

precision marches with honesty
caring shines like a lighthouse beacon on a dead black sea
caged love can make you hyper-sensitive
and sometimes that's a burst of starlight,
the pure energy of genius whose time has come

she is an artist !
from follicles of hair
to painted toenails
she can't help it
she exhales wonder

seemingly unaware of her gifts
I marvel from afar,
make my phantasmagorical assessments
keep them stowed away in a private chamber,
for further consideration some quiet evening