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This reminds me of one of my favourite Dutch poems by Paul Snoek – but in this case the poet/painter has run out of red – but he still has her lips! See here: https://vuurklip.wordpress.com/2014/02/12/1194/ Reply
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This reminds me of one of my favourite Dutch poems by Paul Snoek – but in this case the poet/painter has run out of red – but he still has her lips! See here:
https://vuurklip.wordpress.com/2014/02/12/1194/