An Artists Love Poem

Let me take your picture
Capture how every strand of hair falls
Find a moment in time and
bring the awe of a perfect glitter
in your wet eyes
Smile for me
as the dawn plays upon the moisture
of your auric skin.
For me to treasure
through all my days.

Let me paint your hands
with such detail
So that it may show how they tremble
with every kiss
upon their place.
To show the tenderness
in which they do caress
The Fragility
with every touch of my skin

Let me draw your shoulders
down to your back.
With every ridge down your spine
(where my lips do travel).
With vison of your heart as
you do tremble within my arms.
And fingernails...
Which clawed with sweet pain
in heat of passion.

Let us create a portrait of love
With bodies as tools,
and tounges as mediums.
Water Colour my inner youth
with the oil of maturity\'s passion.
With the sweet words to every love story,
With and ending such as this.






Feb. 12, 2003.