Tuesday, June 28, 2011


fresh paint to taint a saint
don't faint when he woos you
to come here my dear
never fear for love is of

a sacred world with curled and swirled
meanings hurled to and fro which glow
so very bright with a fright
you might find luck and be struck

1 comment:

  1. we have quite a few saints in paint these days, with silver tongues...