Pastel Portrait
Mad,like a lover found alone,
self absorbed,
the artist paints
the
sensitive shadow.
Artistic flesh,
vulnerable,
between her kind laugh,
and his
pastel desire.
commitment
in the air,
and yet,
his easel is married
to complicity,
Composed...........
she drapes herself
in royal shades
of
delicious
rejection.
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