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| Femme Nue Pablo Picasso |
A young girl with her lover
Are staring at the sky
He turns towards her only to discover
a tear in the corner of her eye
He doesn't interrupt its flow
Watching it slowly trickle down her cheek
There is something she wants him to know
But right now, she simply cannot speak
He can feel her heart pulsing stronger
More violent with every beat
How much longer will she remain silent
Before heart rushes her to speak?
They keep still like an open ocean
Unaware of everything but the other's gaze
They may be lying there without motion
But their hearts are in a constant race
It takes all her strength to talk
But finally she utters this one word
It comes crushing down on him like a falling rock
Even though it barely can be heard
He tenderly wipes her lonesome tear
That still lingers on
He knows her memory will stay near
Long after she is gone.
