Smitten Artist

Poetry

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Making faces out of clay

A product transpired

From the aggravated mind of a smitten admirer

She is nothing next to an artist

But she dares omit the peculiar features of he

As if to the sight is opposed the knowledge of other senses

For that unknowingly overset women with distinctions of his beauty

He stays uncommitted, yet fraternizes with no woman.

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