My girl, can you buy me a flowery summer?
The winters of my life overwhelmed my soul with humid seasons.
My girl, can you apologize for my past winter times and share my stories of love?
My girl, don't let my unsettled behavior kill your expectations, just walk uninterrupted, and don't glance over your tiny shoulders, that yesterday was my fading experience.

Words by Michel Ah
Art by smugmug