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         ( self portrait - Francis Bacon ) all that we really want (and fervently wish for ) is for eyes that see ourselves  as bright  and worthy of a loving gaze back from the stars 2013-Rene


The Ice Cutters,1911,Natalia Goncharova dial me up 
 warm me with stories 
spoken  red hot
 in your mother tongue every word
 a pearl
 a flight path
  strung out
  and held over
 flickers of desire i close my eyes 
slowly melting  sinking into your words 
i let go
 then glide © 2013-Rene

mine, mine, mine

    Photo from The Guardian, Eyewitness  c'mon, you know it's funny how I always said  you were for the birds


before you slumber you count your treasures i cling to your breath  as you say your prayers fervently you list your gods and lovers i live for that day  when you say my name 2013-Rene image via Magpie Tales