Not Art But Love (1995)
Not art but love:
she who walks
so naked outside
cathedral walls.
Whose smile defeats
their shadow.
Her heat
blooming indolent
and sweet,
a svelte sea
singing in the dreams
of island boys.
Her eyes so deep
in blue to make
God weak
in the knees.
A pond
of sapphires
ultralucent
in art's utter dark.
Most herself
when this
enchanted glass
shatters.
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