Admiration of Art
Please do not fly impatiently overseas
without my heart, wrapped safe and tight, on the same ride.
I'll be forced to live caged, trapped by hostel room keys.
Scuffed while you grow scruff, only with you I'll abide.
Do not take your time with French ladies, whose frowns
form addictions with the allure of listlessness.
The distinguished Dutch and English, with their gold crowns
bejeweled, will try to outshine my mute fondness.
But you will look at Venus de Milo and see
the capsuled body that resembles my fixed heart.
Your applause for her is a melody to me.
I will wait in your suitcase while you admire art.
Mona Lisa's beauty has you thinking, again,
of me. You toss a wish into Trevi Fountain.
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