Art Museums

Paintings stapled to walls
Sculptures suspended from ceilings
Fountains spraying sunshine

We were more inspired by each other.
Alone – together – a sea of strangers
The sun still shone on our love.

Yellow lighting made our colors one
Alone in the elevator, we embraced
The escalator, your kiss made us real.

A thousand faces to witness us
The judgment, scorn or misunderstanding
was saved for the paintings

Among the tallest buildings
we would have lost ourselves
but not for lack of trying

The harmony of our lips
The symmetry of our souls
The elegance of our portrait

My masterpiece I'll find you
one day, waiting in the museum
for our chance to be more

than a work of art.