Cyanotype

Wide awake

In a spell

Smoking like a signal in a dream

Silver dollar

Sinking down

I am dizzy lightness in between

I found you just like an open window

Inside a new shade of green

I could live under this open window

There's nowhere else I'd rather be

Baby, your color burns through me

Your color is burnin through me

Wild roses

Half lit in the field

Speaking more than I could ever say

Cutouts in the darkness

I can see them still

Climbing up the corners of your frame

Make me into a golden token

Skip my stones on a creek

Every word we have quietly spoken

Hanging in the air like strings

I found you just like an open window

Inside a new shade of green

I could live under this open window

There's nowhere else I'd rather be

Baby, your color burns through me

Mmm

Mmm

Wide awake

In a spell

A note left in the margins of a dream