Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

far away in geographical miles
yet close to my cracked heart
a green patina of tears rolls down

she just wanted everyone
to be accepted into the studio
a place of refuge and creativity

a sanctuary, and comfy living room
a bright flash of amber light
and a ultra soft plush blanket

of support and disciplined haiku
withstood all the tests of time and dedication
a force of admiration still glows white hot

and as the fading colors her being wash down
upon over my shoulders like a rainbow cape
and I'm imbued in a deep blue affection