consummation
craft a smile from
a cherub's chubby cheek
and compose the eyes
of a poet
etch exquisite locks
of lovely rapunzel
when finally, she lets
her hair down
trace the carefree form
of a little one at play
and paint it the color
of vibrant
art looks out at you
from a portrait
incomplete
without your touch
breathless and expectant
Poetry by StillHoppin
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Written on 2013-05-09 at 04:59
Tags Art 
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