Bewtween The Paintings

Between the paintings

There are no pre-imposed

Pigments painted to subtly steal

Your mind,

Between the paintings

In that space so wild and free

You can see coffee blue

And hues vibrating through,

Erotic shells floating

On a teal green sea,

A suspended time when

A mermaid came

And danced with me

And told me tales

Of Neptune and of Pisces.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “To A Muse” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

6:02 PM January 30, 2013

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