martes, 6 de abril de 2010

Fur: An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus

Even though I cannot see your face,
I know it's you behind that mask.
I beseech your eyes.

Finally I've found them,
and I feel safe.
At ease.
At home.

With you I could go anywhere.
Everywhere.

You're at ease wherever you go.
And with you, I feel the same way.
I could go to the darkest places and the light in your eyes would guide me.
I would go to the most daunting pit,
and with you beside me it'd be like an everyday trip.

I want you here with me.
I know this won't last forever.

I knew it.

But why must you go so soon?
The very thought of losing you makes my heart cringe.
And my lungs stop breathing.

Why must you go?
Why must you be taken from me?

Go ahead brave man, do what you must.
Your memory will forever be in my heart.
Let your life be a lesson to me.
One that I will have hopefully learned.
Thank you, for it all.

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