Remember the days of our first happiness, how strong we were, how dazed by passion, lying all day, then all night in the narrow bed, sleeping there, eating there too: it was summer, it seemed everything had ripened at once. And so hot we lay completely uncovered. Sometimes the wind rose; a willow brushed the window.
Oil painting on canvas board | 6” x 8”
Remember the days of our first happiness, how strong we were, how dazed by passion, lying all day, then all night in the narrow bed, sleeping there, eating there too: it was summer, it seemed everything had ripened at once. And so hot we lay completely uncovered. Sometimes the wind rose; a willow brushed the window.
Oil painting on canvas board | 6” x 8”
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