Loycilla’s Canvas

Her beauty was sewn from the
Same cloth as pheromones.
She was one of only two pieces
God ever painted by hand.

Her eyes were intricate like
A phoenix’s plumage.
Her curves, designed from the science
That gave us alien space ships.

Carelessly primal, inifinitely appealing;
Her breasts were a celestial treasure.
South of that is what caused a third
Of angels to fall like a deck of cards.

Mortals and immortals alike,
Looked at her to their perdition.
Her gaze turned hearts to stones,
She confessed to be building something.

With the hearts that became stone,
Loycilla had built a gift for humanity.
Rubbing her off from existence,
God shed tears that became our oceans.

I closed my eyes,
Pulled up the Loycilla’s canvas.
I cherished the power of Loycilla’s gift;
The gift of imagination.

Close your eyes
And get a glimpse of eternity.

14 thoughts on “Loycilla’s Canvas

  1. Close your eyes and get a glimpse of eternity. To say I cherish the gift of imagination would be an understatement. Beautifully written, I love this. It is your imagination at work H. Well done.

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      1. Thank you. Most of us must learn. We are not so important. I learn my dreams were worthless when standing at brother’s graves. I learn we must tak care of each other.

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