Catherine and Vincent in an anniversary embrace

LOVE … because of it



Here’s the second of two Moments to debut at WFOL this week. The new series – Love, Because of It – will illustrate Vincent and Catherine’s more intimate time together, measured in a romantic (gauzy but not overly graphic) way, accompanied by a favored poem. Check the Art Submissions list in the Great Hall Fine Arts Gallery for the previous entry.  

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by Emma Lazarus


Last night I slept, and when I woke her kiss
Still floated on my lips. For we had strayed
Together in my dream, through some dim glade,
Where the shy moonbeams scarce dared light our bliss.
The air was dank with dew, between the trees,
The hidden glow-worms kindled and were spent.
Cheek pressed to cheek, the cool, the hot night-breeze
Mingled our hair, our breath, and came and went,
As sporting with our passion. Low and deep
Spake in mine ear her voice: “And didst thou dream,
This could be buried? This could be sleep?
And love be thrall to death! Nay, whatso seem,
Have faith, dear heart; this is the thing that is!”
Thereon I woke, and on my lips her kiss.

Catherine and Vincent together in a rumpled bed, gazing into each other's eyes, hands playing in each other's hair

Digital Art by Carole W



  1. Beautiful!

    • Thank you!

  2. Thanks for making my day a little sweeter.

    • :-)

  3. Just amazing, Carole. I love these so much. <3

    • Thank you, Karen. It means a lot to me that you like them.

      And this poem – isn’t is beautiful? It’s a “prompt” for sure. Maybe we could set it as a steamy challenge for next winterfest … ?!?


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