Ruin of Lisa
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A light touch of Romanticism
RUIN OF LISA
He cannot will himself to look away,
Though she is as small as a rose,
And pretty with thorns and all.
Having many suitors that stare.
Her smile shines so fair.
And her eyes dart back and forth,
Like the dust devil that follows him.
Her terracotta colors enamor all,
but he desires to steal her away,
to place her above his open flame,
so he might bore into her like the sun,
and have none that touch her behind
the reflective glass. Of wine he sips
her sweet sensational subtle lips.
As the seasons change his lovely Lisa
becomes whatever he fantasizes, artsy
with scarves and sunglasses, at the fall
and rise of the procurator’s temperature.
6/28/2017
Romanticism
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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