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	<title>Kevin Dublin's Portfolio &#187; Poetry</title>
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		<title>A Seduction</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today, she is faceless.
I remember her body:
lush breasts, full hips, small waist.
I remember the way her muscles tensed
when she moaned, but most,
I remember how after

she posed—
like a model for a painting:
attentive, still, patient.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve been typing up poems today, reading, and trying to write new ones.  So, I thought I&#8217;d share a poem I wrote that I don&#8217;t plan on submitting anywhere.</p>
<p><strong>A Seduction</strong><br />
<em>On seeing Bonnie England&#8217;s &#8220;</em>Female Nude: 49&#8243;</p>
<p>Female nude, 49, lies on her side waiting,<br />
anticipating my touch.  She&#8217;s one of the few<br />
who actually knew of my exploits—<br />
I didn&#8217;t choose her.<br />
She has chosen me, leads me<br />
to believe I can&#8217;t get her,<br />
so I do, and she uses me.</p>
<p>Today, she is faceless.<br />
I remember her body:<br />
lush breasts, full hips, small waist.<br />
I remember the way her muscles tensed<br />
when she moaned, but most,<br />
I remember how after</p>
<p>she posed—<br />
like a model for a painting:<br />
attentive, still, patient.</p>
<p>I wrote this while I was at the Bottega waiting for a wine tasting.  I had a few drinks and was looking at some of the artwork in the back.  I wanted to write about a painting, and I chose a painting by the previous owner of the bar, Bonnie England. If you live in or around Wilmington, NC then you should check out the Bottega Art &amp; Wine Gallery downtown.  Most nights it has live music, they host monthly poetry readings, weekly wine tastings,  monthly writing workshops, and always has fun and interesting people.  Here&#8217;s a link to their website:<a title="Bottega" href="http://bottegagallery.com/" target="_self"> http://www.bottegagallery.com/</a></p>
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