Two original poems interweave the backdrop of this horrifying piece; She Walks. & Grimm and Gossamer Blue. The lyrics of 'She Walks' is below, I will send the lyrics for 'Grimm and Gossamer Blue' in a personal email with every purchase.

She Walks

Her hair,

the ardor of the pure-Autumn sun,

outshines

a dwindling October sky.

That sky, it struggles

to form clouds so full as to compliment

the flaunt and flourish of her

blood-crimsoned lips,

her tide-swelling hips.

Her 

luxurious

shape.

As clean and blue as its overcast ceiling,

the sky fails

to match the happy fabrics

of her cerulean dress.

Her heels speak their words to the sidewalk 

with tongues that click secret whispers

shapely promises

that echo, like fingers

smoothing their grip across the curves

of her

elegant

calves.

Those heels 

are silenced

as they speak

into soil.

All dust and noise of an evaporating city,

swallowed,

like fog to a memory.

As she steps into the park at its center

blanketing her body,

her shadow, with green.

Complimenting her dress with

the fires of Autumn.

- written and illustrated by C.E. Zacherl