My Louvre Shines Bright For You

My Louvre Shines Bright For You

A Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
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The hopeless romantic strikes again with his metaphors

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Give me your shadow

And I will treat it like a canvas,

Painting it with all the bright colors

From the pigments of my spirit.

For you are the muse

That makes all my artwork

Personally priceless.

Your soul hangs proudly

In every chamber of my heart,

Making it feel like the most valuable gallery

In the world,

And that is why I Louvre You so much.

© 2014 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)


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Oh, this is beautiful!! What a wonderful muse she must be!! I'm sure she finds this to be so touching! I know I'm smiling like a cheese ball right now! Hahaha! Fantastic job. The romantic strikes again! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Well if there was actually someone then I would hope she'd love it… just a hopeless romantic fant.. read more
Nicely written with an unexpected twist at the end, didn't see that coming! Lovely sentiments, well expressed.

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much, Much appreciated.
That made me smile .. i like it in it's depth , love it in it's simplicity ... leaves you thinking and has great imagery x x thanks chick

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Awe thank you so much, you are too kind
Great write with a clever pun, good idea

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Thank you sir.
a great piece and a loud groan or was it a moan lol

Posted 10 Years Ago


*groan* Cheesy and romantic at the same time - love it! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

10 Years Ago

I heard that groan from here, ha sorry had to interject :)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Thanks Rita, that is me, a cheesy romantic
This poem is so brilliant that I am overcome by it, and I shall even admit my jealousy that I myself didn't come up with this type of metaphor first. I love this piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Thank so much sir, not sure where it came from it just hit me like a two ton brick.
Haha … dale. This reminds me of a battle of puns Doctor Wood and I had on twitter. You should write some MOMA of these.

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much, so glad you enjoyed it.
Ha.....nice play on words, cheesy but oh so sweet hon. ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

That is me, Mr Cheesy :) Thanks Moonbeam
Frieda P

10 Years Ago

Gotta love a cheesy cowboy ;)
Okay, where is my bucket? Just kidding, well, assuming I ever believed a man who wrote poetry again, this would be lovely to receive ...:) Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Well thank you so much, I think
Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

You know I am joking, I am just a cynical kitty. Still nursing fresh wounds you know ...
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Oh good, glad to hear that :)
I know what you mean

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The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

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Birth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..

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