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