Live
as though it was your last breath
Taste
color-blind surreal colorful senses
Let
marble live as Botticelli
Do
like your creation as Pygmalion
Drink
and toast each sound
Be
lost, be found, be profound.
Wash
your hands in Monet's tranquility lake,
Fire
your soul utterly each moment,
Deep
dive into the sea of thoughts.
Watch
Rembrandt contrasts:
Highlands
of cerulean bitter despair,
Orchestra
of sweet boiling hot dreams.
Seek
desperately for the true embrace
As a
dog smell happiness in all
Touch
your innermost fears,
Love
till it blows you apart,
dear
tainted translucent heart.
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