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What,  What is this? I cannot tell who or what this is. From within the canvas it appears. No name to this image.  the look isn't familiar, But she is loving, Her complexion glows, the features are distinct. What is your name? where do you come from? What should I call you or who should I call you?

 

My search begins and I am lost at the start because I know nothing about you. If you had a voice surely you speak your name and your where abouts would be known. But it is from within the canvas you take your form.

 

Not darken or even to light just perfect in diamentions shape and quiet to the touch of caressing hands.  My eyes stares into the captivating feature yet, no name or where abouts. So I just call you....

 

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James E. Profit

Reviews

[MSY]

Cool poem, kinda makes me think of painting.
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