Klimts Kiss

clasping, holding firm
cradled in unnatural burn
ready to perish
they build their world
of wildflowers 
cocooned
breathless build of agony
vainglorious vines
like golden twine
laying over ankles and shins
a blanket of ethereal sun
illuminating, encapsulating
their tethered world
masterpiece of royal robes
exotic dress
must surely finesse
after the kiss
morse code
of dots and dashes
ignored as the impassioned
rise and fall into oblivion
quickening death

9/30/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 9:58 PM
That's a great word-painting; full of vibrant imagery. Well done.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 1, 2018 at 10:13 PM
Thanks so much! Such an iconic image. I was reading commentary about it and voila...well that’s what we do :)
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