Monday, June 20, 2011

Morning sketch 6/19/2011 11x14 Pencil, Pastel on Paper by Terrence L Cope (click for larger image)

You have to understand,
it's been a while,
too long
The pictures I have when my eyes close are so real
The smell of your hair, sound of your voice,
my heart, my soul, reaches out to feel
Oh, ever so smooth was that touch,
that gentle soft way the satin played
While stars they chase the sun away
And you are so many miles away,
Until I close my eyes......