Deep within her fortified intentions
artful stairways spiral beyond contrived zones of comfort
holding evidence that devotion once existed for one
who is now no more than semen on the floor
Such stains of love cannot be resurrected
beyond a twisted recollection of vague promise
once sealed with a circle of the earth
Memories preserved through strokes of forbidden pleasure
adorn the gallery of yesterday’s desire
unwanted by today’s brushed reputation
Prospering in their vain deceit
they remain forever guarded
by the Mona Lisa-like smile
of a tragic masterpiece
...AND THAT'S BECAUSE WHATEVER THE MASTER CREATED, WHEN IT BECOMES MARRED, HE CAN 'BREAK' AND MAKE OVER IT AGAIN...LIKE BRAND NEW. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING, LOVE AND BLESSINGS,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Yes, the artist is always proud of his creations, and in their hearts they are all his masterpieces. Different every one but precious just the same. Loved the feel of this. Lisa
Reviewed by Lisa Cannons (Reader)
Reviewed on February 26, 2004
Love your work, this one is no different, going back in for another read!
It is sad but lust is one thing and passion so much more. What will it take to learn?
Thank you for your poem. It is needed to shake lose a few heads and hearts.
Susan
Oh Lori...how you touch my heart with your writing....such
profound words...so deep...such "hidden" messages that I
understand....how sad.....you are so talented...loved this sad
piece...floria
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JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
-James
by the Mona Lisa-like smile"
These are powerful verses. Thank you for this offering, Lori. Love and peace. Regis
Irish
Love Tinka
Superb as always
Reindeer
Thank you for your poem. It is needed to shake lose a few heads and hearts.
Susan
Remember Satan Devil Smiles (God) Laughs Last!
TRASK
profound words...so deep...such "hidden" messages that I
understand....how sad.....you are so talented...loved this sad
piece...floria