With one brush stroke
I attempt to paint
a picture of you
your beautiful face
the soft lines
around your eyes
your hair blowing
in the gentle wind
sparkling eyes
that stop me
in my tracks
I trace your face
with my hands
so that I may
get a more accurate
sense of how
to draw you

But after
my loving hands
touch your face
I cannot paint
a single stroke
I am so entranced
so mesmerized
by your beautiful face
by your spell
YOU are poetry in motion

Poetry in motion
I fear that I am
destined to fail
I'm just not
up to the task
how can I paint perfection
it would be
an exercise in futility
to try to paint
my lover's face
I know
it would be a mistake
to even try
because I simply can't
duplicate the beauty
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just touching it
leaves me
weak in the knees
your body
is a work or art
I pay homage to
Michaelangelo
as I trace the
outline of your hands
gliding my lips
across your fingertips
genius lover
genius lover
that's what you
used to call me
because I know
what you need
I know just how
to please you
do you think it's just
a stroke of luck
or perhaps
I've really thought about
what would give you
the utmost pleasure
no genius lover
just thoughtfulness
thoughts filled with you
and how thankful I am that
I was able to
share some space
with the wonder of you
you make love to me
like I'm a work or art
I see the love light
in your eyes
and I feel so grateful
to have crossed paths
with the likes of you
oh, the poetry of you
the poetry of you
the poetry of you