This is what I know:
There's a forest growing
inside of me and each
leaf trembles with song.
You are the prettiest face
that has ever broken into
a smile for me.
When our eyes meet,
I earthquake.
I'm convinced that all rivers
are silent eulogies carrying
secrets to their graves.
My veins are tiny rivers.
You are the sea.
I swear to always remember
your face the way the ocean
remembers the moon.
Darling, I am possessed by
your light.
God,
I am possessed by your lips
and every story they hold
in-between. - Pavana
artwork by H. Eichhorn
