Accursed

I used to write about her. I would write
With eyes shut tight—shut tight that I might see
A world outside myself; a blessed night
When she might come unbidden unto me.

Now, I fear to close my bloodshot eyes.
I fear the dreams of her that I must bear;
The hope that festers there—the wretched lies
I once held dear. My night mind is her lair.

There, she’s still and silent by my side,

Her fingers interlacing with my own—

I touch her cheek and look into her eyes—

We needn’t speak; we live and breathe as one.

There, I’m wrapped in such serenity;
Blessed by a peace such as I’ve never known—
Yet doomed; accursed for all eternity,
For when I wake, I am again alone.

By Stefangrosjean
Photo name: The Balance Of Light
Poem by: AzraelWrites
Poem name: Accursed

Tia

Surely woman rose from the frothy sea, as resplendent as Aphrodite on her scalloped chariot.” 
[Quote by: Margot Datz... Provided by CZ]

Photo by Gestiefeltekatze

Frame Within A Frame

Photo by Mike Shaw Photography

I have had this image for a short while, for some reason it has become active again so I thought I would share it here.

She was collecting for charity in Liverpool and I just loved her headdress, it framed her pretty face perfectly and I had to take her photograph, we struck a deal in that I would donate for a portrait and this was the end result.

Sometimes you just love it when you come across subject like Tahura and she is more than happy to have her image taken, the smile is genuine and you can see it in her eyes.

For me this creates a frame within a frame for the final image, I have to admit of late, this is one of my favourites.