Somehow this painting reminds me of The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black. It's Marc Chagall's Blue Lovers.
Your Kiss, your Kiss
it bruised my bones.
Your arms, your arms,
they turned me Cold.
And now I'm Blue
as a starry night.
But my eyes glow
Red with a fierce delight.
Kiss me, Kiss me,
I bite my tongue.
Hold me, Hold me,
forever young.
Madly Jane
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