Face to Face
for Julie-Andree Knowles

how with possession,
we spoil beauty, with handling,
with hands, with ownership

shipwreck on their shores,
our boats all boards,
on rocks crack up

but this is but half the story
intact and unassailable,
something keeps, lasts

a face
which only beauty touches,
caresses
a face inviting kisses
to cover it


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
9:15 p.m. 26/07/07