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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.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Green Grow The Rashes: A Fragment
- Of Wit
- Нина Воронель – Неделю, как сотню, лучше не трогать
- On A Battered Beauty (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- An Essay on Man: Epistle II poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Written in March by William Wordsworth
- Russian-American Romance poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- On The Death Of Dr. Samuel Marshall by Phillis Wheatley
- Dead Orchard by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Adaptation by Sriparna Bandyopadhyay
- Sonnet CXXVI by William Shakespeare
- Searching by Mike Yuan
- Choriambics — I by Rupert Brooke
- A Dream by William Allingham
- A Last Confession by William Butler Yeats
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
