Let Me Draw Your Face Poem by St Antoine de la Vuadi

Your face smells a piece of art
And my blithe mountain
Needs to present it artistically
With all features of your jointed beauty.

Your face is printable
Not with technical composition
Not on capricious papers
But I have to draw your face.

Calling our intimacy
My body prefers to use
My impetuous tongue
In lieu of what they call pencil.

After this work
Your picture will summarize
All the questions of life
Even if my saliva will cover it.