Art Museum
She kissed me
between the paintings
The pattern of her lips
left an imprinting
more fascinating
than the etchings in the fossils surrounding us
Her touch more absorbing
than the Dalí hanging on the wall
She kissed me
between the paintings
The pattern of her lips
left an imprinting
more fascinating
than the etchings in the fossils surrounding us
Her touch more absorbing
than the Dalí hanging on the wall
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raypool
Fri 9th Mar 2018 12:15
Excellent and makes a really strong point, that life now is what really counts. May I suggest that the last line in my opinion is superfluous to the strength of the poem? With respect.
Ray