The Art Poem by Saju Abraham
The Art
A kiss on the forehead
Triggers the trip down ecstasy lane
The two become the sculptor and the sculpture
He the potter and she the clay
He kneads into shape the supple body
Then the clay guides the potter
The slightest touch
Creates magical effects
Like graphic animations
On a PC player
Filling the canvas
With art unseen
Leaving the connoisseurs
Wanting for more
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4/17/2024 11:19:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The art of life ultimately rests on the great relationship between man and woman! Good comparisons are used to make the idea crystal clear! Thanks for sharing it.