I wanna be Venitian gondolier. Poetry and fine art

Night sky and I’m in the dark again
I’ve seen beginning of the Time
And over time we’ll kiss and love
We’ll gain much power for pleasure
A gift of happiness and glee
You were portrayed in art forever

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For who you turn your back on me
Say I to myself, where are thee
But your fidelity is hers
I bet you wish, but no such luck
And Time of Time will not be long
How lovely to see you in the dream

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Does he accept his ministrations?
In darkness – midnight light and I
You stretched your stamina for her
And took the broken heart before
And never ever kiss so deeply
An endless pain – forlorn dreams

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Won’t you fly with me thru dream
Midst the humans we are gray
We’ll be wiped from history forever
During the nights I’m not dreaming
Let’s light the candles in the dark
They live apart with leaden hearts

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I brought you a heart in my dream
There are so many lasting woes
I have to hide my eyes from ye
Hearts trembling – solitude alone
But neither of us is not free
We are immortal – slaves of glee

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More special memories of leisure
Together we had got a pleasure
Due only winds I talk with thee
So much affection – great despair
And we began these lives apart
Great Love – forever in the hearts

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I always thought my past was gone
For so long I gazed and gazed in ye
This sweet affection and no more,

But we grew up, but we the same
I whisper kiss thru breeze and air
It is no wonder love is no fading

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Can’t feel my heart in misty dream
They’ll name the babies after me
I am so silent as though dying
I want to look into grey eyes
The two of you are happy, am I not
Yet I am crying – names forgot

Aleksandr Glukhov. Damnatio memoriae (The Curse of Memory) or Composition 2019. 2016. Paper, acrylic. 21X30.

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I missed and missed seeing thee
You are the bringer of the light
I read and read of you too much
In any case they call him Lucifer
Preternatural deeds with much glee
Through the echoing story of me

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Alone heart seethed over at last
In sooth I only need coy smile
Much, many snogging every time
Meanwhile, slightest beam of liar
Ride hard into the dream my bo
We will set off in the days of yore

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Like Sun, like daffodils saw I
Yet I am standing on the Hill
Meet me inside alone wind
Along the path I see no more
Hello dandelions, friends
What are you doing in the night