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.
it tells how female could be a plaited formation of imagination, great cur.
This one is also a portrait poem, i think! a master-piece on ur credit... words -are at ur disposal, set...brick by brick...happy to know your poetry!
You loving, perhaps lustful Capt. I'M heading to sea to see what inspired your fine poetry. Your poems are like paintings
You certainly painted her in words to never forget a great poem of the female aurora crafted with skill lovely...regards
(cont.) Adagio..definition #2? ? 1: a musical composition or movement in adagio tempo.2: a ballet duet by a man and woman or a mixed trio displaying difficult feats of balance, lifting, or spinning. it seems you 'should' drop one of the 'p's in backdropp. i think you are seeing a LOT MORE than i would expect to see in a silouette ** but i'm not terribly poetic nor romantic! ! bri :)
if 'all' her hair draped down just one side of her face and you were seeing a silhouette...[i mean a profile, one synonym of silouette]...of the hairy side, you might think: Yikes! a hairy monster. ..............no, scratch what i was just saying! it would not make sense (much) . (cont.)
I painted that image in my mind and molded it into my median, words. Now I want to relive it, again and again........so touching with nice theme. A beautiful poem amazingly shared. Thanks for sharing.
Captain Cur was a nonacademic wonder possessing a command of the color of word combinations that describes the perfect poet.
I painted that image in my mind and molded it into my median, words. Now I want to relive it, again and again. - -Art beyond my experience..... a lovely poem creating desire in the intellect of the reader. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
You have drawn a beautiful portrait of a female figure whose enticing beauty spills out of the frame! ! Great! !