Inspired vertigo

On the canvas of my daydream ,

I cast the overchanging landscape 

of an unknown  girl 

twin of all  my follies ...

Together we went on a long journey ,

only to never meet ...

   A pinch of salt that isn't quite dry 

and sticks to your lips .

 And this curve of a tender breast 

that sleeps away ...

  Please hold the pose love !

 You sweep  me into the dizzying whirlwind 

of your imaginary world ,

a heady jazz  sound in the moon ...

  Liquid flame burning in my Harlequin's heart ,

which captivates the appareances of the seasons...

I imprint the seal of solitude on the parchment .

 Elusive perfume of your senses 

at my intimate celebrations ...

 I 'm waiting for  to  complete this landscape 

behind   Mona Lisa 's enigma ...

 You are not the virgin holding the autistic child .

     Prima donna posing nude .

  A little cheeky  a tad  indecent ...

 That's how I long for you .

   Portrait that remains unfinished .

Features changing at the will  of an inspired vertigo...