Adagio, love poems
Your hair draping down
the side of your face
established before my eyes
that appeared remote,
yet intimately near.
The closeness of your spirit
as the distance of your gaze.
against the moving backdropp
of the city,
like a modern sculpture
with classical overtures
on a pedestal of still air
warmly expressing itself.
The adagio of your face,
its quality and range,
on the canvas of my eye.
Art beyond my experience!
Art beyond my description!
The depth and focus of your flesh
embracing your spirit that I love;
open and vulnerable,
belying great trust
and total acceptance.
I painted that image in my mind
and molded it into my median,
Now I want to relive it,
again and again.
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