The Political Animal

The Political Animal

A Poem by Veritasexlogos
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Part of a Series of Poems aiming at describing bodies.

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He pats
a slow beat
on canvas so tight
it could be a drum.
His brushing fingers
leaving invisible
lines in the natural oils
of her body,
barely clinging to existence.
Creation and destruction
in the valley of her lower back.

© 2010 Veritasexlogos


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Veritasexlogos
Comments are good. Critiques are good. But the "why" is most important. Thanks for reading.

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I love this one as well it is a sweet portrait of romance and desire and music surely the body is an instrument.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on June 2, 2010
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Tags: body, senses, love, woman, Aristotle, creation, destruction

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Veritasexlogos
Veritasexlogos

Worcester, MA



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