Nicholas Nikolov

(April.6,1988 / Toronto)

Flight Of The Fairies


Amidst the hushed untouched serenity
of the forest, with the candlelight-glimmering
winged sparklies daintily waltzing –
utterly nimble in-and-out of the floral tapestry;
phenomenally brushstrokes of glittering
assortments of vibrant colourful wonderfully.
In fabulous symmetrical circular twirls; faintly tip-toe tapping
the velvet pedals – rippling the crystal-blue mirrors softly –
entangled in the cuddles of the one their beating
hearts thump. Orchestrate extravagantly
sublime theatrical romances deriving
from their passions - tremendously
explode from their transcendental love; bedazzling
each blessed night glamorously.

Submitted: Monday, September 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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