Envision
Each strokes of blended lines
Pastel shades that are around
Ways flow, hue combines
Lightness play down
Yet the sketches of grimace
Would it rhymed on my taste?
Envision catches my eyes
It moves me, stirs my heart
Caves in passion, never expire
But what if this man of art
Comes bodily and respire...
Would my thoughts the same
Befall would I sane?
For I go envision may bell
Would it jointly dwell?
Would a song truly swell?
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