Found Art
July 17, 2006
To Areli
my love
-SHMILY
Jonathan
There is a fine thing in Italia
That I constant quest to see
Over the Alps and down the far side;
Just short of mountained Tuscany.
Stay west of Venezia, oh, just a bit
Now back to Verona for only a stint
In Veneto husbanded
Rare beauty vine sweet
The object of my longing…
Not frank Mona Lisa
Nor leaning to please
Or led via Roma bound way
More classic than Peter’s square
Perfection approaching
Like marble’s smooth face beauty fair.
I find there my favored love…
Three times I asked her
Three times she replied
And multiplied blessings
Appeared at her side
Like columns of wonder
And faces of grace
I find in my quiver
She fills up my place
Each valley and hilltop
Exploring I go
Determining subtleties
Inspecting each rose
From auburn crown down
To her rare freckled face
Across each inch marking
My lips gently trace
And lingering softly
To whisper her name
I call her my lover
She breaths out the same
Without hesitation
I take my sweet time
Each moment made sweeter
As her thoughts mingle mine
Her museum perusing
A masterpiece made
Each portal I open
Reveals unrivaled fame
Soft, wait; what creation
Did I pass too soon?
I return to my pleasure
Round shoulder to groom.
This road leads to valleys
A curve and a bone
Her cheek follows gently
To where kisses call home.
Stay here for a while
Tasting honey and skin
Take a dew flavored petal
Spiral soft, subtle in.
The season, it changes
Like bird on the wing
Chase summer in autumn
South; warm climates bring
Enjoy vista’s journey
Scenes marvelous view
Creation God Sculpted
Delight for the Two
Trace over perfection
With feather soft touch
Enlighten, encircle
Soul hungry for such
Remain here for pleasure
Remain here for tone
Remain here forever
Raw senses to hone
And now can I leave
For points much further on
I’ll stay if you ask me
List’ to your faint song
Now exhausted my touring
The wonder I’ve met
The art that I’ve found here
Is the best I’ve found yet.
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