not you again
moving too close
performing the old sashay
against my thighs?
tut tut my dear,
the king is getting
what he always wanted
and will sleep soon
inevitable and always
I’m compared
to his lovers:
“which one is she?”
will you never understand?
you are of my world,
Priestess of my people
and my sanctuary
SPEN mited. 16 x 12″. Acrylic and mixed media on panel.
painting and poem by clinock.
art rat cafe 
Another powerful and beautifully collaged image John. Still digesting the poem…..love how the title suggested itself!
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Glad you got that Robert and thank you for your kind words. Poem may make more sense now after changes. Then again, it may not…
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Priestess and sanctuary says it all…….she is always with you!
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Yes, she is…
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Mysterious and sexy 🙂 xxx
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🙂 xxx
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My dear John, both this [SPEN mited] and ‘Peyote Mask-thin ice’ have been open on my browser for days and I can’t get enough of them. There are so many things I could say but I’d rather sit and simply enjoy them. I hope you don’t mind, my friend! 🙂
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Why ever would I mind Marina? Rather, I am honoured to bring you visual pleasure
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inter
locking
~
my
steries
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and mine too,
a shared key also I believe,
to open doors.
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