People come and go. Art is forever.
To my eternal love -art - I say:

Right back at 'cha, you sexy beast.
♥ ♥ ♥
~A POEM I WROTE~
Oh ART, I know I’m not your one and only,
Yet yours is a love that never leaves me lonely.
Yes –you have more lovers than I can really count,
But they all feel like friends, not rivals I must surmount.
As I walk through museums filled with tributes to you,
I'm not jealous- I desire to add to the accrue!
In fact, my passion for you, ART, I openly share,
Hoping that others will join our affair.
And I know - people tell me you're just a waste,
But in “the real world” our love isn't to their taste!
True, your touch has a deservedly bad reputation
There’s a long string of madness in association. . .
Yet you and I know that will never avert me,
Although SANITY may get jealous and desert me -
I can’t resist your siren call in my heart.
I am bound to you, now and forever, oh ART!
~m.d.
♥ ♥ ♥
~A POEM I WROTE~
Yet yours is a love that never leaves me lonely.
Yes –you have more lovers than I can really count,
But they all feel like friends, not rivals I must surmount.
As I walk through museums filled with tributes to you,
I'm not jealous- I desire to add to the accrue!
In fact, my passion for you, ART, I openly share,
Hoping that others will join our affair.
And I know - people tell me you're just a waste,
But in “the real world” our love isn't to their taste!
True, your touch has a deservedly bad reputation
There’s a long string of madness in association. . .
Yet you and I know that will never avert me,
Although SANITY may get jealous and desert me -
I can’t resist your siren call in my heart.
I am bound to you, now and forever, oh ART!
~m.d.
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