Levi McCool Strauss

(art) - Poem by Levi McCool Strauss


I promised you a sketching
A personal tribute
You came back to mine
And i opened a bottle of BRUT

We kissed in the kitchen
you almost broke my lead
we bypassed the easel and lay upon my bed

I started with your eyes as I sketched you with my lips
I rubbed behind your ear
and traced upon your bits

A work of art I cry
As I brush your ample breasts
Saving the paint for later
In case I leave a mess

I headed down to Vag town
My brush stroke still in line
searching for your masterpiece
And ready to make it mine

You sighed a little sigh
As we met as one
And the paint job cum early
Sorry about that hun

You scream extra loudly
As you storm up my street
Your not an artist you scream
Your just a little bleep

I am doing art at night school
The tutors really fit
She's helping me with my painting skills
In a little bit.

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Comments about (art) by Levi McCool Strauss

  • Jazib Kamalvi (2/22/2018 12:53:00 PM)

    A nice poetic imagination, Levi. You may like to read my poem, Love and. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2018

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