More than a marble

I love that curvaceous woman,
Carved out of marble,
Kept in a show case.
It loves me not.
Dear, you are not different.
Expressionless or expression hidden,
You be, I love you.
It matters not.
You merit more than the marble.
01.07.2001, Pkd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!