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But paintings come, as lovers come, down ways That know no past or future, right or wrong, And give of their abundance as we gaze. Excellent comparison, liked it.

Excellent poem.A painter brushes his emotions on the canvass.Art is but a release of feelings.A 10.

nicely done sonnet - my favorite iambic rut -poetic furrow

A wonderful narrative Mary. The piece flows without change.The theme is a great one as is the manner in which it is posed. There is no begining of art; the is just art. The desiveness of that makes this a very strong and assertive piece.

What a pleasant poem; an enjoyable read.