Michael McGuire That Picture Of Hedy Lamarr
THAT PICTURE OF HEDY LAMARR
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
That picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me dream, I dream of kisses and
the logic of lips, it’s like she’s just about to look up, straight into my
eyes straight into my meaning, that picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me
feel, makes me feel like beauty found it’s definition.
That picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me mad, it’s black and white so her
eye’s keep their color, I believe they're green but they look
unbelievable blue, why couldn’t some superior man make her happy,
that picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me feel, makes me feel like I can
love.
So world weary to be so young, what is it she sees what is it she is
looking at or looking for, speaks to me not of love lost but never found,
how could such a beauty never know her lover, I would have laid
empires in your lap, we would have drank the stars and jumped off the
moon.
That picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me wonder, I wonder that the
world could mint such a creature, even the angels of the throne stand
humbled, if I had the words I know that would have touched you I’d
sing them here, that picture of Hedy Lamarr is a work of art, my petty
eyes cannot do it justice.
That picture of Hedy Lamarr makes me sad, to know that time worked
the model to the ground, but no powers could take this captured
grace, and the gods could draw greater divinity on a face, that picture
of Hedy Lamarr is the sorrow of creation, but her being is sorrows
redemption.
And I’m not exactly sure what fixes your gaze, and makes those black
and white eyes so blue, but my soul is stirred in their soft revelation,
because my dear I think I see it to.
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