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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
- A Star in a Stoneboat by Robert Frost
- The Sun Of The First Day by Rabindranath Tagore
- Владимир Маяковский – Наши поправки в англо-советский договор (Красный перец)
- Sonnet 23 poem – John Milton poems
- The Wolf039s Postcript To 039little Red Riding Hood039
- Вера Павлова – Телефонные кнопки
- Sonnet CXI: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide by William Shakespeare
- The Curse Upon Edward by Thomas Gray
- Imitations of Horace: The First Epistle of the Second Book poem – Alexander Pope
- Pejar Creek by Mary Gilmore
- Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson
- The Crystal Gazer by Sara Teasdale
- Георгий Иванов – То, о чем искусство лжет
- Sonnet 108: What’s in the brain that ink may character by William Shakespeare
- Омар Хайям о людях: Стихи, рубаи о человеке Омара Хайяма – Poetry Monster
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).
