Incomplete

Tamara de LEMPICKA (1898-1980)
This man above is her first husband Tadeusz de Lempicka, but by this stage, prior to their divorce, she held him in utter contempt. So she deliberately did not finish the left hand, leaving off the wedding ring. The inclusion of the word Incomplete in the title further shows her opinion; she said he was 'wet', 'failure', 'imbecile'. However, she did continue to draw him years after.
This painting of Tadeusz, before actually knowing the story behind it, reminded me of my fiance, as he is tall, dark and handsome, has broad shoulders, he seems very dignified like my fiance. I was looking for a portrait on-line that reminded me of him, and this one which Tamara must have drawn while in her relationship with him, actually defines the true manly characteristics of her husband. This demonstration of manhood or masculinity is everything i see in my husband to be.
Her portrait "Incomplete" though given that title for another reason, I have used it to write my poem "Incomplete" to demonstrate the fact that my life is truly "Incomplete" without the love of my life.
Incomplete
I've spent my days wandering in vain
Lost without you Living in pain
Following the darkness of my light
Blinded by the blurriness of my sight
For years I sought to find my true self
For years I tackled my problems with health
Deliberation to lose my self on my mind
Tripping over as my path would unwind
The nights were safe for me for I could hide
I could then reunite with the part of me that died
The darkest of my days are over they're gone
I am a new person now I feel I've reborn
My thanks goes to you, my finder my saviour
Ive regained my poise, my life now has flavour
I'm so attached to you I cannot explain how
My death comes back only if we have a row
I cannot bear seperation from you, my soul my light
You are my everything, My sense, My breath, My sight
No one will reach your status however much they compete
Without you my life means nothing, it is truly Incomplete


