My first sweep of your jawline
a shade around your nose
caught on your eyes
what is happening
who knows
**
I sketched until dawn
this face remembering
then why were my lips
shaking and trembling
***
I peered deeper still
you looked back at me
what had I done
set my love free?
**
To settle on a face
the one in my dreams
Oh what a fool
to believe in such schemes
**
I continued to draw
each night until dawn
I’d lost all control
what had gone wrong?
***
Hearing a sound
before the sun rose
a knock on the door
could it be?
I don’t know
***
There someone stood
something circling his face
the man in my drawing
no turning back
I’ll have a mental break
When I originally wrote this I was starting to draw portraits. They are difficult. I added a little more Jekyl Hyde rather than a romantic tone.
Art: Pablo Picasso