To the artist responsible
I offer my thanks
For this masterpiece
Of breathtaking paints
Porcelain, pale skin
And sunset pink lips
Not to mention
Cloth of perfect fit
Corners of my mouth
Turned upward at the sight
Of this captivating canvas
Signed in the corner on the right
It is somehow so alluring
Its beauty will never die
You my dear
Burn bright as fire
The masterpiece
Is of your own mind
Hidden beneath the paint
Affection is to find
This frame holds value
As you lay inside
And after all this
I call you mine
Love hath bloomed
In my heart
For this simple
Piece of art
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A/N: Thank you all very much for over 300 votes!!!! (Though I know a good amount is just close friends lol.) This poem isn't that great. Oh well. Have a good rest of your day or night or week or whatever span of time you prefer. :)
