painting Venus
she said I’m quite mad and it was
all I could do not to disagree
we’d been playing with ideas involving
tongues and keeping our eyes closed
there was nothing for us outside
save sunshine and possibilities
I’m tired of keeping my eyes closed
I said while sticking out my tongue
I’m tired of you being quite mad
she said crossing her pale white legs
as I returned to the canvas
she started singing like an angel
march two thousand nineteen
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I like this one.
thank you Daniella ~ wasn’t sure where this one was going at first!
Sometimes they’re the best ones!
lol… a little bit of madness never goes astray just amok.
You got that right!