...Astarte knoweth, darling,Of eyes that once did weep,What time entranced PassionHath kissed your lips in sleep;Hath kissed your lips in sleep;But now those tears are o’er,Gone, my saint, with many a moan toDead Love’s wild Nevermore! ...Henry…
"i remember this as well, even got to see it in real and looking at it again takes me back in time. Many visions to view and feelings to take in.. created in a way only you can.
Still admire this one. Agree with John, you are a fantastic soul…"
"Sorry for being late Silvana, I was busy all day with expectedly unexpected matters ..... >
> seems like skilled hand is there finding new direction to emancipate these two aspects !
Love your depth of colours (your trade mark I…"