Click to hear   "Univited" One Tear Lone watcher stands at the water's ending surrounded by phantoms of the past with each memory a new wound, rending tortured psyche that has quit at last. In front on a canvas of anguished mind walking dead begins the last portrait. From remembrance special line to find portraying life now lived in forfeit. Shaking hand in deepest charcoal covers years wandering a spirit unseen a soul encased, gaze turned from lovers, anguished mind fighting nightmarish dreams. Second mem'ry, tiny splash of sun's rays, then gentle blue for soft loving hands, a wondrous time, raiment peaceful dove gray as lovers joyed in lust filled lands. Following stroke: the watcher slashes black, for memory of loving passion as a sexual shell to fulfill the lack in his world already fashioned. Suddenly, hint of pink pierces darkness with warm flesh of a hand extended, a soft violet spreads throughout the starkness, consummate emptiness is ended. Wash of golden loving paints canvas silver passion, words melt icy night, but in wracking need, the truth she hides as blind dreams she weaves to hide brownish blight. Now promises of a life companion soft rose drawn with hesitant stroke, she relives dreams she once again stands in, with bitterness sees life's final joke. The last color she paints is emptiness, lays finished portrait in the sand, lifts her eyes to  a sea of loneliness sees only pain of barren inner land. Slowly she walks in water surrounding a soul emptied of love or of fear. The soft green of peace, quiet abounding, on the portrait one glistening tear.© ~RAC  10-12-98 ~

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