Nude, pthaloA 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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