Rodger roving the canvas
I'm trying
To capture
Something ethereal
Something
Above all the sand in our blanket
I'm trying
To capture
Heaven with diction:
Simple acrylics
Night falls and crests fold inward
And all the words that I had are folding with them
So no more words
No more songs
It just makes sense- this evening painting
Is all I want
It just makes sense
You transcend all of the canvas
You transcend all of the canvas