I’ve watched you,
Addicted to the loveliness of your mind,
The adventure of your words,
The beauty you give to those who can’t see.

The sky is your canvas.
With the universe
You create,
Always something new.

Your chosen words are textures
That can be felt.
Each letter dances gracefully,
Flutters over my skin.

Sensation ripens
To a vista of colours,
Some are emotions I've never felt,
All are in dreams I am yet to have.

Sometimes your canvas is sheathed in the night. 
Before daylight reveals 
A kaleidoscope of words,
Always an adventure.

Amid savouring your words
Intimate riddles emerge. 
What you hide is in 
The words you don't write.

When the bright light enshrouds the night,
The universe awakes
Brilliant new colours,
A new adventure, 
Shared by you.

Thank you my friend
Sometimes when I've felt alone
I've come to sit with you
And listen to a 
tale or two.

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