In the darkness of despair, The selfish want more than their share. You have yours but where is mine? By themselves in space and time.   A love is more than they can bear, Alone again with none to share. If only they could own the sky; Would this fill the hole inside?   Want is never satisfied. Want will keep the pain inside. Want will drive the mi

THE WOMAN IN GLOVES (LA FEMME AUX GANTS) by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (1891)   What is going through the mind of the woman in gloves? What is she thinking about the man she loved, the man who abandoned her?  THE WOMAN IN GLOVES I have not  blinked an eyesince his train left Paris!Outside the compartment windowthis moment finds him, I'm sure,staring