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Thursday, January 06, 2005

“Simile”

A face is a poetry,
of verbs and adjectives,
of phrases and clauses.
Form settles below this paper
on which fonts are pressed,
precious thoughts compressed.
Oh, what beauty lies beneath such composition!
Like a face, irreproachable.
A show to an admiring bog,
whose eyes are fixed on an opus,
of curves and tones, of sultry lips
and eyes adorned with multi-facets,
sparkling,
rationalizing
this mystery conceived,
unexpectedly by sight,
in a complex whole.

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