Thursday, February 14, 2013

inspiration...poetry in marble




...I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.


images taken at the Chicago Art Institute

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