A LOVER’S IMPRESSION
Beauty is in the eyes of the seeker
Beauty dwells within like the setting
sun
Love has no eyes, eyes for the beholder
From the blossom of an art love is born
Of what I see is no material
I reach out to what seems intangible
I see the unseen through pictorial
A scene from a love metaphor, subtle
My epitome to show what inside is
An abstract drawing is my epithet
I pray for this hour on my sore knees
Beauty and love depict in a sunset
By Dwayne Lubin
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