Poetic Traces
Wednesday, 2 November 2022
But the canvas is you
I wish to paint on
Not any other flesh
Not just any other woman
Its you
Your words
Your mystical aura
Has permeated my existence
I seek you, lady
As my canvas
To engrave my seething rage.
©LR
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