Portrait

Sea waters sing with waves in your hair
Painting in blue the depth of your eyes
Your piano reflection has the shade of a prayer
Writing soft lyrics in the ink of your sighs

Electrified, like tree branches grown from the brain,
Your fingers slide on the halls of your spirit
Depicting with the liquid brush of your strain
A kingdom of wings released by the zenith

Thoughtful, your face vibrates like a willow
Framing in sound the surface of a lake;
Your veins emblaze the nerves of your marrow
Lighting candles of passion on the edge of your stake

Steamy and bright like the ice of a window
Your sweat drips in circles on the snow of your keys;
The curtain falls, magnifying your shadow
And leaving behind a mind-melting haze...

- to Mr. Balázs Havasi
22.12.2011