MuseA Poem by Revolutionary
motionless inspiration
is embodied in her face silhouetted as the background moves you place to place I etch and sketch then shade and paint your flesh the color bare highlights of a lions mane accent your lustrous hair Hammer nails to fingertips with small strokes of my brush I brighten up your supple lips with all the hues of blush when my masterpiece is complete she's no longer statuesque my muse will then surrender to me we make love upon the canvas © 2010 Revolutionary |
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1 Review Added on May 21, 2010 Last Updated on May 21, 2010 AuthorRevolutionaryhale, MIAboutI write for fun.I have a beach and trail cleanup group.I find a lot of treasures on the beach more..Writing
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