Make light, Summer days and crowd sounds.
Make light, Summer days and crowd sounds,
at the still shadows, infinite night,
at the still shadows, infinite night.
Sounds still crowd at the night light
Summer shadows make days infinite.
Your words tangle us with ideas.
Your words tangle us with ideas.
My metaphor mirrors this correspondence.
My metaphor mirrors this correspondence.
Words tangle metaphor, this mirrors us,
my correspondence with your ideas.
Paintings express value in two states.
Paintings express value in two states.
We told our stories with colour and pattern.
We told our stories with colour and pattern.
Stories we express with colour value
and our two paintings in pattern states told.
In mirrors, infinite paintings still sounds.
Two shadows with ideas express our stories.
The day's value told with light and metaphor.
Summer pattern us with your words.
We make colour states at night
and crowds tangle my correspondence.