The poem that I used in this piece is one of my all time faves. It's just so melodramatic that I swoon everytime that I read it. Here is a sample:
From the Desert I come to thee,
On a stallion shod with fire,
And the winds are left behind
In the speed of my desire.
Under they window I stand
And the midnight hears my cry
I love thee. I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die!
Look from thy window and see
My passion and my pain;
I lie on the sands below
And I faint in thy disdain.
Let the night-winds touch thy brow
With the heat of my burning sigh
And melt thee to hear the vow
Of a love that shall not die!
Can't help but wonder if the fellow who wrote this had someone specific and special in mind when he created this poem. So many years ago...
I propped up Priscilla's pretty work up in a safe corner for imspiration. Initially I was terrified to even bring them into my craft room. I was scared that I would mess them up somehow. Y'know trip on a stray bead and fling acrylic paint across theme or something. I was just being silly as usual. No harm came to them!