In darkness take a leap
For trust is blind
Imagine me: I'll lift you,
Caress you and possess you
Imagine us:
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.
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