So Out Of Love Poem by Nick Kler

So Out Of Love



Knowing,
some indelible colors
Are the soul
of every painting

When I washed away, my hands
From the game of Love
I ended up putting a price
on each and every painting
That I ever possessed

I'm nothing more
Than a spec of dust
Within this huge universe
Of sparkling lights

Monday, May 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hate,life and death,love
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