Rising Inside Myself Comments

How beautiful, very inspiring! Great imagery, indeed, sometimes when we hold the pen it feels like we rise inside ourselves, true! Haha the images still run, now I can see colors rising through my venes! How would it be to let a poem's words be spread on the intestines? On heart because it is quite wide I'd have big splash of white, so that could reflect the color of right about any encountered thing. Oh dear, please stop me or my human forms will become nothing but a horror of gortesque mixed colors. Loved your poem, I will need to find time to read more of you!