Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Her vision marred eyes.

I love the colors;
Through my hazy vision,
They bleed together. 

A messy landscape of manicured green running with the brooding ocean blue and clear skies refreshing teal. 

A thousand shades of brown and industrial gray in San francisco's hive. 
Of villainy, sure 
And a thousand blurred desires, dreams, and realities made. 

The many hued eyes of my home, solace in her varied expression. A new facet unveiled each day. 

Feb- 24- 2015