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| - mixed media on canvas - |
why do you invade my dreams, my thoughts?
do you invite me into yours?
are you sending me messages?
secret smoke signals?
are you challenging me?
daring me to forget?
do you wish to dance to the rhythm of heartbeats?
do you miss my laughter in the rain?
"still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
still a little bit of you laced with my doubt...
still a little bit of your ghost - your witness
still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed...
still a little bit of your song in my ear,
still a little bit of your words I long to hear..."
- Damien Rice
pouring myself onto the canvas
painting my soul in blue
excerpt from my journals
