![]() Introduction: "The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web." ~ Pablo Picasso Photograph by Lionel Brown, Getty Images Titled ~Lightning Over Las Cruces Thunderstruck Thunderstruck; it’s my impression, feelings exposed yet unprotected, with a fog of confusion amid dreamy illusion, a magical yet fascinating intrusion. And we dance… to music beating between stars and time, in the light of a moon where waves collide, and if I were to die tomorrow and you today, we’ll dance these moments in our clubfoot sway. Even though we waited... a thousand years; to find together only a few more, it’s your heart releasing a timid soul; letting love soar, gaining strength, in moments, from an ill gotten sword, and we dance to torn hearts; unlocking that steel door. Diana Mary Sharpton © 2014 ~ All Rights Reserved A favorite song :) Diana Mary Sharpton ~ Poetry & Photography ©All Rights Reserve 2017 Contact: DianaMSharpton@Gmail.com
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Diana Mary Sharpton“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” Categories
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