Emma

I haven't seen you,

but I have seen into you.

I haven't met you,

but I have met with you.

You are the essence

the soul

the pinnacle

of womanhood -

strong and vulnerable,

beauty and flesh,

compassion and generosity

of every turn and twist of

your lovely body

and

the never-ending torture of

your limitless passion.

The only way

to live is

away from you

and

yet never far -

in words, lines

sketches and images.

I saw you...

Image - Emmanuelle Beart in "La Belle Noiseuse"

Verse by Colin Lascale

I saw you

and saw in you

the spark missing from my life.

I touched you

and you turned and turned to show your entire universe

of love, pain, hurt and hope.

I asked you

and you gave and gave profusely

of your creativity and confusion.

I joined

and joined my imagination

to your expression

and love took wings

to skies untouched

to lands unknown

to spirits unseen

into a bliss of its own.

Fate it is...

Verse by Syn Onym

Fate it is that I am

alone

where there is place

for two.

And I long for you to be here

next to me,

to snuggle up

close to you

to close you inside

and then I won't be

but one with you,
beating to the same

rhythm of life.

Still I am and you are

where you are

Now I am one

with you inside my being.

And fate it is

that we are alone

in our worlds.