(Art by Eve)
[an advertisement for trousers]
darling,
you are a million-note masterpiece,
a symphony of chords that have never sounded before,
and you are a song that will never exist again.
your voice is the color of rain
(art by Eve)
the picture i never took [collab with the rain-drenched writer]
there was a picture i found on the barn floor
that i never took;
a tribute to three slices of a butterfly wing
that will never fly again.
just like that sunset that won’t die again
for the wound will bleed differently tonight.
was it wrong
that i kept it to myself?
but then the wind took it
and it was gone.
(poem by Evelyn from the rain-drenched writer and art by Eve)
because it is mine
sunlight sifts dust particles in a kaleidoscope of gold
while winding roots rhyme with a breathless breeze
my mind waterfalls at your feet
let the water slip slowly through your fingers
because it is mine
