This is a series composed of art and what I call micro-verse. I attempt to augment the art through words written spontaneously to match that art. Micro-verse is meant to take you to a deeper place of meaning within the art. If the images and words offensive, just remember that not all art is meant to be cute. Some is meant to make you think and sometimes to even take offense.
Faerie child, take my hand
Awake on summers breeze
Float away within my palm
The darkness soon to leave
Evil creatures lose their hold
Monsters all shall flee
Back to where the winters cold
Shall bind with icy freeze
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