SURREAL GRACE
Observe a model silhouette so empty and raw to see,
A symbol woman metaphor of captured fiery she.
Composed with surreal grace of a vivid imagination,
Forming concrete genius through abstract investigation.
An experimental masterpiece created from a dream,
Psychedelic subject on which we hear her scream.
Rigid and electric, she suffers deep red passion,
Original impressions drawn in wild sculptured fashion.
A written piece of music painted boldly in black ink,
A sense of artful beauty on how I feel and think.
~yvonne renee moore
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