Lovely! Oh God, I am such a fan of your poetry! You're so good!

colourful brilliant linseed oil, over

the pigment.

aw its a painting, i can see it .

the last stanze is amazing.

mirrored all in a silver thrall.

its almost a romantic trance like feelin,

like drifting above a scene, with little specks

of light- which turn to be little pixies.

the pixies, are the paint and the glimmering of the light of the whispering pines.

okay, ill go now.