Our Opus - an art work by T Newfields


I want to decorate
your body with my lips
and weave your hair into tapestries.

I want to emblazon
your cheeks with kiss after kiss
and turn the ruddy earth of your skin
into landscapes of poetry.

I want to look into your eyes
and see a radiance so bright
that all other images fade.

Finally, I want to reach a state
where all distance becomes nil
and both of us with joy are filled


Chris:

This kind of passion can't last long.

Miok:

I agree. Passion is intoxicating, but soon enough passes away . . . .

Tim:

Nothing is wrong with passion as long as we don't cling to it.

Cantara:

Is that possible? Once we taste the wine of passion, can we forget it?
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