My love in a sort of anti-ode to my favorite van Dyck.
Anthony van Dyck's Frans Snyders
LET US
Let us be strangers again as we were in the spring of it all
When it had all been reconnaissance and sweet discovery
Long before the painful dissection turn brutal warfare
Let us talk until our voices go as we did in April
When your every sigh fascinated
Long before we bore with predictable chit-chat
Let us make love with the heady impatient want
When it was about not getting enough of each other
Long before we had thoughts to make sex a part of our to-dos for the week
Let us start over without memory of our failure
When promise was all we had
Long before I disappointed and you let me
All my love,
Simone
"Let us start over without memory of our failure"
ReplyDeleteWhat a poignant sentiment, and so true, I think, of all relationships at some point or another.
Lovely...
There's a touch of the Valasquez in that picture, eh?
ReplyDeleteMy goodness Simone, this is rather glum. And, Tom, when I first looked, the hands reminded me very much of El Greco.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from warm and sunny France, Cro.
p.s. In fact he looks as if he ought to have sat for El Greco!
ReplyDeleteThe gentleman in the painting looks like he's about to say something utterly scathing. :-)
ReplyDeleteLoved your words!
Very nice! Have a happy week.
ReplyDeletejust stopping by to wish you a happy weekend!
ReplyDeletehugs to you Simone, xo
Nice blog poost
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