Paint the Colors

She thinks the sky is crying still But where do the tears have gone? Into their eyes Where she is pleased to see Until she thinks the White is dying Maybe they are dropping, trapping or just followed-drowning Inside a mind Who’s longing to run On another kind of feeling Because their live for comma Because they live for comma Recalling the flowers, she is Pale in color P a s t e l ‘Are you opposing the numbers?’ She asks, And she thinks of nothing Recalling the flowers, she is Pale in color P a s t e l Can you bring me a piece of story That will keep us awake? For she is waiting For the thing that is running On her other side Because she lives for comma Recalling the flowers, she is Recalling the flowers, she is Recalling the flowers, she is A thriving pale color

Pastelist Pastelist Pastelist

She is not but painting the colors Where she is pleased to be

Photo manipulation, digital, Ai and hand drawn elements

A collaboration: FloLady, Blackenthered, Ocha