Patricia Bukur: portrait painter

"THE CONTAST PHENOMENON"
In a dream you came to me
and healed my broken bones.

Amazing man
with strength beyond
what I have ever known
Afraid of nothing
not even me.

Your spirit moves me
and I don't know why.
It comes from inside my heart now
a subtle scent that vaporizes
full of pheromones

A soul of gigantic proportions
HUGE
HUGE
a flash of lightening that comes and goes
remembering the details of my mind
and understands without judging.

Contrasts that attract me
once snow was falling
and now green leaves against a fence
dark and intense
and fair
everything has changed
and yet it's all the same
everywhere.