Painting
By Gustav Klimt
Deep in his
embrace I stood
Just a woman, and
he just a man
Our love, I knew,
forever misunderstood
An intricate
kiss, that’s how it began
His lips upon
mine
Fingers
intertwine
His strength to my
softness, sway to my curve
Two bodies touch,
no separating line
Our love, with
this kiss, time will preserve
His lips upon
mine
Fingers intertwine
I just a woman,
he just a man
-By Wilhelmine
Wachter
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