Sunday, September 29, 2024

The Portrait.

Eyes as blue and deep,
As the ocean itself.
Travelled many nights,
Everywhere its been.

Seen things, of which you've
Only ever dreamed.

Fair skin that was painted
A gentle shade of the whitest snow
And the palest baby pink,
Of 
roses.

Canvas cared for with each
Strategic brush stroke,
A core memory of the artist's
Favourite childhood 
moment
Unlocked.

Forever trapped, in
A trance of time.

The reflection of the artist,
Camouflaged against the
Galley wall.

A place, where it is appreciated
By all.


- Alexandra Pierotti.





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