Dancing Nudes

When darkness falls, there is a dream I love to dream. 

It is a dream in a crystal jar. Butterscotch and sugarplum and gumdrops and marzipans and Turkish delights….  I mingle with popes, princes and presidents; dance with paupers, pigeons and plebs. Perverts and puritans, every pattern of impossibility playing as one. 

At times, we form a drum circle. Other moments, we scatter and run free. Banter, wine and jubilation abound, everybody getting along.

When lightness comes, I am inspired to paint this dream; the sheer beauty of one world, the joys and eclectics of these Dancing Nudes.

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