There is a picture of you that I viewed,

Though I must say I am always remiss.

My heart, forever lost, now is construed

With the notion, the ideal, the premise

In getting to know everything of you.

I wonder about your walk, how you move,

Now I just don't know what I am to do.

My brain is out of sorts, out of the groove,

Though my heart forever remains the same.

I want to tell you of promise to be,

Could you ever hold my feelings to blame?

Can you now view my heart as I now see,

All before me, picture of loveliness.

This picture I see, I am still remiss.

12/06/2007

Author's Note: .... why I love art... and artists.....

Posted on 12/06/2007
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