A little more coquette music for a coquette summer.
The sky mirrors the mood – tentatively pink, tenderly salmon – deceptively soft, enough to mask the tumult behind the clouds. Colors like Taylor’s ‘Lover’ album. Music dreamy and divine, with a touch of dirty decadence.
And when you go awayI still see youThe sunlight on your face in my rearviewThis always happens to me this wayRecurring visions of such sweet days
Hurled into the clouds, they suddenly dissipate. There is only light there, and color, a feeling more than anything else.
And when you go awayI still see youThe sunlight on your face in my rearviewWhen you go away I still see youThe sunlight on your face in my rearview
Summer ambivalence, coming so early in the season, sets a dramatic sky into motion. The obfuscation of a blog post to cover my emotional tracks. Ghosts of last summer linger and tap my shoulder. The hurt still haunts. I shall endeavor to escape into the sky.
