All artists are lovers first...
they kiss....
never miss
Pierce
then tear the canvas
gals in tears
he fixes her soul
solely
on silk only
nothing to unveil
all to avail
revealing the camouflaged
hole and sole
the whole
where he
loved
it most
then only will others peel
and
the love of the ardent artist feel
ask the gal of Titanic
how she felt it
once only!
ere the sinking of the ship
became an everlasting memory
so be it...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In your land; with the memories of sweet love. Nice work.
thanks a lot KL