Art Muse and Zume

love poem, cheesy and dramatic

A couple poem versus attacked her surface

 

Adjusted her inner core, she started to explore her worth

 

And

 

In exchange

 

She gave me purpose

 

Saved me from that worthless cultured from which I was created

 

Planted a seed of success in me than

 

 Cultivated it

 

This

 

 Beautiful painting of abstract views

 

Created unified flowers

 

Who Bloomed

 

 From Philadelphia's concrete pavements

 

I

 

Followed the daffodils shadings

 

And it

 

Brought me to

 

Statue cravings of solders that battle through

 

Obstacles

 

Just to reach their final destination

 

Van Gogh paintings with Mona Lisa arrangements were on each side of me

 

 She took me to the art museum to open up her diary

 

Her secrets would slip out through speeches

 

Her sentences indirectly mention

 

This

 

 Was her sacred ground where no other man has been in

 

Her play pen

 

This

 

 Caged her innocence

 

She attempted to lock me in, by given me that experience

 

She refused to carry a weapon, so this

 

Love

 

Was her form of protecting her future investment

 

To her

 

I am a piece of a whole

 

The missing entity of passion’s prophecy, conceived by god's thoughts of Adam and Eve

 

Defining what it really means to

 

 "Go together"

 

As we get lost in Lino panels that lies ahead

 

The Precision of her surgical words rips apart my ribs

 

 I’ll give it to her at this moment to formulate my kids

 

Through a kiss

 

I ask if she can endure the pain

 

The Pain her mind will obtain, from the soul she’ll gain, when praising my name

 

She

 

Nodded

 

Life

 

Started

 

Her love separated me from the restrictions of time and space 

 

 Lifted me to a new spiritual plane

 

Her golden gates were the orb for this king

 

Mounted on my throne, as my hands roamed, around their new home

 

I

 

Realized

 

Nothing will ever be the same

 

My allegiance pledge

 

To her

 

I’m committed

 

To Them

 

Astrophysicist

 

Admiring her galactic vision

 

Indulging in her black magic, turning iron out of lose fabric

 

At the art museum 

Author's Note

Grammar prolly sucks.