SHALL WE?
16" x 12"
Oil on Canvas
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The forbidden fruit is offered in a dance of temptation.
Shall We?
By Juan Romagosa
Buzzing
warm afternoon glow
fills the air.
Bees
humming dance tunes
here every where
barely there.
Bouncing
hopping twirling
young morn maid
enters swirling
fingers clicking
body ticking
Shall We?
By Juan Romagosa
Buzzing
warm afternoon glow
fills the air.
Bees
humming dance tunes
here every where
barely there.
Bouncing
hopping twirling
young morn maid
enters swirling
fingers clicking
body ticking
dancing there.
Brimming
growing valley
harvesting ripe luscious
fruit crushing
squeezing scrumptious
juices flowing.
Bare
offering strongly
filled with life
gently beckoning
to entice.
Shall we join
in sheer delight?
Bringing
scaling heights
shedding trappings
not childish
selfish strappings
ignore Truth
in mortal peril.
Balancing
opposites
free to loosen
inner drives
to be or
not bound
not lucid
outer lives
banned from play
or dance away.
Brimming
growing valley
harvesting ripe luscious
fruit crushing
squeezing scrumptious
juices flowing.
Bare
offering strongly
filled with life
gently beckoning
to entice.
Shall we join
in sheer delight?
Bringing
scaling heights
shedding trappings
not childish
selfish strappings
ignore Truth
in mortal peril.
Balancing
opposites
free to loosen
inner drives
to be or
not bound
not lucid
outer lives
banned from play
or dance away.
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