In darkness take a leap
For trust is blind
Imagine me: I'll lift you,
Caress you and possess you
In passion and in sweep
Our limbs entwined
This verse of the poem Dust begged to be created so you can move around it, see and touch it.
Here it is. I sculpted it half-life-size, then cast in bronze:
To read another verse and see the sculpture based on it, click here.