Window of the Soul
WINDOW OF THE SOUL
She painted herself as a cathedral window, sometimes in pieces, surrounded by ethereal color, true eyes, full lips. The windows of her soul, open and attentive. Will you recollect her countenance? Will you frame the friendship or glance at another portrait more to your portents - a shadow crossing?
3/5/2018
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2018
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