Jan 15
Pure as alabaster,
no servant, no master,
only love abides.
Lost in a kiss,
divination of bliss.
Together, they've stood, against time.
Their creator long gone,
still they live on,
to remind us that true love lasts forever.
no servant, no master,
only love abides.
Lost in a kiss,
divination of bliss.
Together, they've stood, against time.
Their creator long gone,
still they live on,
to remind us that true love lasts forever.
Inspired by the sculpture By Auguste Rodin in 1882
Entitled (The Kiss) but often refereed to as Rodin's Lovers
or The Lovers
This poem is included in another poem I wrote called (Sometimes it Rains)
you can find it on my you tube channel here
https://youtu.be/kihb_vuLMXw?feature=shared
Thanks.
Entitled (The Kiss) but often refereed to as Rodin's Lovers
or The Lovers
This poem is included in another poem I wrote called (Sometimes it Rains)
you can find it on my you tube channel here
https://youtu.be/kihb_vuLMXw?feature=shared
Thanks.
