JTParreira
02-02-2008, 07:24 AM
Vermeer touches the light
where he puts a pearl earring
The pale virgin flesh
of the face had
the milk of the dawn
In a window in Delft
the lips
half-open the carmine
of the silence.
by J.T.Parreira
where he puts a pearl earring
The pale virgin flesh
of the face had
the milk of the dawn
In a window in Delft
the lips
half-open the carmine
of the silence.
by J.T.Parreira