Pablo Picasso Cubism
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Your soul is
An invisible side of a cube,
Sensing the royal touch
Of your body.
This side becomes
A form in my mind,
Gaining an ideal existence.
In this frame I keep
The essence of
This special thing
Called love.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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