Lover’s Canvas

A Thought for Every Word

July 2012

The form rises unfettered
brutal and beautiful
Capturing his oiled imagination
and dripping from his hands

The adonis stood before him
still and unmoving
Driving his turpentine desire
and stinging his eyes

Beauty cruel and wanting
silent behind the pigment
Casting naked longing looks
and promising love everlasting

Category:

When the Muse Strikes

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