Piece Of Art:

I stood calmly at an Art Gallery  intensely staring at the painting in front of me,

the knowledge  it would later bring I could not foresee.

I studied it….

I undressed it….

I questioned it…..

I felt some type of way about it I admit.

Browns, greens, and grays, yellows, oranges, and blues….

all blended together, the painting was slowly becoming my muse.

My eyes focused….

A image appeared….

A man sitting behind his counterpart, his hands across her body, his hands placed over her heart,

I thought this was a poetic piece of Art, I picked it out, paid for it, took it home to hang it.....

I  noticed  a caption at the bottom of it, which read,

possession through the heart.