I would forever be miserable
with your painting hanging on my head.
Even a hundred angels would lament
on the sadness sketched upon your eyes;
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the words written by a confident poet.... dare i say beautifully poignant.... tyvm karen
We may look and yet the staring eyes in gazing return will only numb and deathly see not you or dark eternity.
the words you and your and other adresseses came up several times. i susppose that is one of the big things that makes this so sensitive. very artful.