Through my strings
grovels the Blues
da Vinci paints
facing pages
worlds of smile
to reach me after a while.
To reach you
worlds smile
to be painted by da Vinci
on your facing pages
to grovel into my strings
to make the Blues sing.
With clair-obscures
nature in yours
shows all your views
smiling through amplitudes
of vastnesses and dream about
strings that let the Blues spring.
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Floy Dy Ra,10-17-2013
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