Open Poetry #37 |
Water Droplet |
bens101 Junior Member
since 2006-05-05
Posts 32 |
She lies wearing silk on the rock down by the river waiting for me to paint and make her a saint. I take a breath give it my best guide the brush with my mind try to make something beautiful. My eyes are closed I see her body draped in colours and it's incredible when I think how perfect this will be. She motions to me with her finger I show her my picture and she nodes in approval as we slip underwater to treasure our wicked surprise. Benjamin Prins 2006. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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beautiful write |
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