what to believe
almost everything reminds me of you
I see your face many times a day--
my heart leaps
and then it's someone else.
better with pure memory
than fickle reality.
lion's mane disarrayed on pillows,
hands interlocked on sheets,
and fixed blue smiling on me
stirs a warm upside down world
that owns the moment
just as it owns my heart.
* - ended up going with gustav klimt on this one; i like the ethereal feeling that this painting gives and was the reason it was selected. others considered: edgar degas and any of his bath scenes, woman by shashin, woman by amedeo modigliani, and woman kneeling by michael austin.
I see your face many times a day--
my heart leaps
and then it's someone else.
better with pure memory
than fickle reality.
lion's mane disarrayed on pillows,
hands interlocked on sheets,
and fixed blue smiling on me
stirs a warm upside down world
that owns the moment
just as it owns my heart.
* - ended up going with gustav klimt on this one; i like the ethereal feeling that this painting gives and was the reason it was selected. others considered: edgar degas and any of his bath scenes, woman by shashin, woman by amedeo modigliani, and woman kneeling by michael austin.
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1 Comments:
i really like the notion that memory can 'own the moment'. yes, i certainly identify with that.
greetings from swanson, nz.
adagio
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