You step forth
from your bath

as if you were
a Bonard

come alive

spread yourself
across crisp cool sheets

as sensationally
sensuous

as a Modigliani
nude

or a Noguchi
sculpture

here you
Matisse

if only
brief...ly

now so
Ernst

now so
playfully Picassoish.

I smile
as you Vermeer

come here
& kiss me

you my Magritte

you my Dali

you my laughing walking talking
'art gallery.

Dónall Dempsey

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