Nude, pthalo

Nude, pthalo

A Poem by T.P.

I had chased her
Stunning glory
Shape and shadow
Form and line.

She escaped me
Time and time
Dodge and feint.

Finally caught her
One dark morning
With a kiss of
Pthalo blue.

Now she's captured
Hanging sweetly
In the hall.

© 2011 T.P.


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I loved the flow and imagery of this. Wish it hadn't ended so abruptly. I wanted more.

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A Poem by T.P.