Po-Art-tree

Luv
Really luv
Invades the senses
Mist-t-fying
Moonlit bodies of grey shadows
Intertwining
Far away stares
Glistening openness
Creating sonnets of 
Whispered words
Embraced loosely then tightly
Measured strokes
Glide effortlessly over canvassed perceptions
Distorted
Slow dancing art-fully
In my anxiety
Uneasy smile reveals tense 
Feelings
Here but not really here
Poetic doors slammed
But unspoken
Memories of good times
Lost
Poor-traits
In my vulnerable state
Displayed
Where strangers peer inside my thoughts
Po-art-ically
Wistfully invading a rekindled 
Soul
Hershey kissed luv
Interrupted in my…
Ms-her-ry

From the quill of Playz Pen © 2021