Thoughts on Old Photos VIV

I painted you
an avalanche of sun glow
so my smeared hands
cannot fanthom
the beauty within

I locked you away
behind the canvas
so my weary eyes
show no more desire

I sealed your lips
in silence
so your whispers
penetrate my mind
no further

Your catatonia is
my salvation

Thoughts on Old Photos I

Why do you love
wandering along the beach?
Don’t you fear
the harsh wind
and blistering sun
rob you off your youth?

I hide
in the sea shells by day
and wear
the stars by night.
The ocean
keeps me vigourous
and she leads me
to wondrous bliss.

Photographed by Joe Femia

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