Her gown has come undone;
A rebellious string-of-a-strap
Incited insurrection
Beside the chocolate fountain,
And in her eyes I see
Panic, theater, and mischief
As she fumblingly holds things together
In a way that provides me
A playful peek here,
Her wide-eyed gasp there,
And a conspiring reluctance
To leave quickly with my jacket
Thrown over the shoulders of her
Impromptu,
Critically acclaimed,
Performance art version of
Botticelli’s Venus.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
an artful exhibit...at the muse-see-'um