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Dream Art
by Anne EngelenLet me be your canvas<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Draw your pictures on my skin
Draft some icy lines
Leave me trembling with chills
Let your tongue follow the cold sketch
Burn my skin like a lava stream
Create, my artist
Let me be your dream
11/25/2002 Posted on 11/25/2002
Copyright © 2026 Anne Engelen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 11/25/02 at 03:35 PM Suddenly I feel like painting...hehe....good poem, Anne....MUAHS! |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 11/25/02 at 09:43 PM Brilliant and sensual...give someone the chills...hehe |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 11/27/02 at 07:10 AM I would love to create on that canvas. Good poem Anne....Charlie |
| Posted by JD Clay on 11/28/02 at 04:43 PM Now that is an artful dream. I'll come right over if you promise to hold still, hehehe! Peace... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/28/02 at 06:01 PM WOW! Trippy poem, Anne. Great inspiration to start the work afternoon. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 11/28/02 at 10:31 PM *laughing* Reading these preceding comments, Anne, I hope you've got your door locked! They're right, though: It's a beautiful, sensual piece. Well done. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 11/10/03 at 05:53 PM I love the flowing sensuality to this poem... again a very soft feeling... of tenderness with passion! Great Read! |
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