Qi Poem by Yohan Confectioner

Qi



While I paint it
You play it
Live.

The curves and colour
Of perfect structure.
The wantonness
Of glittering
Guiltless eyes.
The delicate strokes
Weaving through
The unalloyed canvas.

Thursday, March 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art,lust
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