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Poem based on The Dream by Pablo Picasso http://www.famouspainter.com/galleries/dream.htm
A woman sits in a blood-red chair, her right breast partially exposed. Her head reclines toward the ceiling in the pleasure of arousal, eyes flickered shut. Both hands are slowly sliding down her stomach, to her ready lap. Her gauzy white dress clings to her skin. Pinks, reds, and yellows blush all around her.
A soon-to-be lover stares from his post, We breathe, heavily, each pant in time.
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