XXLove letters

                                   

 

When I was a flower and you were a knife,           

 

 

‘See you later’,

I turned around,

Her body straightened up,

I saw a beautiful woman,

She might have been a vision,

Everyone is a vision,

Before we fall apart,

 

The hunchback disappeared,

The ancient wrinkles were smoothed,

The metamorphosis happened,

In the blink of an eye,

She was toned and slim,

Her unruly red curls were covered up,

                                    My sanity was abused,   

Her dark blue eyes stared and sparkled,

 

 I saw only the past in front of me,

It was sad,

There was no future,

Do you remember when we were kids?

The future was always ahead,

Something bright and excited always waited for us,

You think I complain,

I am afraid,

I feel the blade of a slightly dull knife,

An impatient, blood-thirsty suitor,

                                                                

You remembered the faces,

On the verge of perfection,

Most of them were from real life,

You needed a few lines,

You drew deck, planks and  carved railings,

Figures were very vivid,

You finished your work ahead of schedule,

It was an easy task,

 

It was your first work of art on commission,

Money were little,

Your joy was huge,

It was a big party poster,

Its remains still praise your talent,

Decorating the wall of the indifferent monster,

From Champs-Elysees to Montmartre,

Your fantasy knew no bounds,

Seducing local mermaids,

                         A pirate party took place on the Hill.