Rene Magritte

The Fall of Adam Handsome boy In the willows of Eden Waiting for your girl. Out of yesterday you step, Fire falling from your fingertips, The grace of newness With a smile that broke clouds. By the fruit of heaven You learned of touch And the apocalypse - Alpha and omega, The fine line between Desire and sacrifice. Not even nature, With her own agenda Could soften your fall. Corrine De Winter Back to the Astrophysicist's Tango Partner Speaks