Paintings...madness art

My horses cry tears of death

And pins stuck to lips of black

While my mind is in tranquil

And the stars i name twinkle 

And my dairy base a taste of ice with cream

With sensual encounters in colours

Come get me...get me...before i die

Like horses..bulls and women laughs

The painting sticks a pin to lips

And tongues the taste of flowers. ...raindrops fell

In morning wetness to a coffee song

The clouded tunes of weed...the taste

Lovely to the breast of grapes

Painted to the silk of tease

Words of a world of Arte

Come catch me...come get me

Before i die of sleep

The end.