Within a Gilded Frame
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wandering the rooms of the art gallery was bliss
and soon, I found myself in the rooms of Gothic and Renaissance
I could just fall into the frames and become part of the paintings
the beauty is tragic and beautiful, the colors sublime
his eyes follow me and whisper- come my beauty
a painting of a man, I stand staring at it
his dark eyes are fathomless pools- I am drawn to him
I could l o v e this man within a frame, old
I want to stroke his long, soft raven hair
kiss his full lips and hands-
breath life into his body . . .
then he reaches out for me . . . all I have to do is take his hand
within a gilded frame at the art gallery, a handsome raven haired man
kisses the ruby lips of a beautiful woman, who is weeping
many pass, remarking on how beautiful and in love the couple are . . .
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April 26, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/Within A Gilded Frame
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 782-911-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Free Verse On Love
sponsor, Laura Loo
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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