Love, Lace, and Fragile Things
Bare my back to the wind
black, chilly
cold and haunting
tears taunting
not good enough to keep
not long enough to sleep
keep me in your glance
taken in the chance
of loving you
fragile lace
in your embrace
our future pace
questioned
ribbons tied to keep me down
a tender touch to heal your frown
silken kisses
covering your face
mine is a stranger’s fate
cold then hot
to love or not…
© Sandy Hibbard
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L'amour et Psyche by Francois Edouard Picot, 1817, tells the story of Cupid and Psyche. In the Greek mythological story, Cupid would leave every morning before Psyche woke from her sleep. Psyche's outstretched arm shows the space where Cupid would have been sleeping, however he leaves her in the morning. A great depiction of the complexities of love, status and family. "The angel looks back at the sleeping beauty with a goodbye glance– the older cupid teaching us that love, if anything, is fleeting, and you never know when you’ll wake up and your arm will be outstretched around nothing."
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