Melancholic watercolor dreamscape of birds leaving at dawn

Impression, watercolor painting: " ... I woke up, and the birds flew away, after having spent the night in your soul. AND I WAKE UP IN THE SAD POEM AND Asleep in it I FLY. I SURF AGAIN IN THE WORDS OF NERUDA AND AGAIN I AM MADE OF SEA FOAM, OF CRASHING GRAINS OF LOVED DESERTS, OF ALGAE AND CHIMARIA.IN MY PALMS I HIDE WORLDS AND WOUNDS OF WHISPERED RAINBOWS, AND VERSES OF NERUDA, AND STARS - EVENING ON THE STEPS OF SLEEP, AND SCRATCHES OF CORALS B HERBARIAS OF DREAMS: OF SHELLS AND FLAMINGOES, OF OUTBREAKS AND MISUNDERSTANDING . AND AGAIN I MAKE SPELLS - THERE, IN THE ROOMS OF THE BAY - WITH THE PINK BLOOD OF PELICANS AND JASMINE Twigs on the Waters. ON THE DUNES - FORGOTTEN PERFUMES ... MOONS IN MY PALMS ! AND TIDES - IN MY CHEST., Pointillism, luminism, HQ masterpiece mixed artists unbelievable beauty, crystal clear, klimt, Froud, Dittmann inspiration