The story of sky meets ocean.
He is a river flowing and bending past trees and houses. Tickling boats and stones and softly combing fish with his water finger strings.
He bursts toward the ocean to be free from the confines of neighborhoods and people and docks and boats. He floats on his back to stare at the sun and feel open breezes.
She is a cloud floating overhead, waving alongside birds and jet streams, being stretched by the wind. She stares at the ocean to see her reflection. then sees him.
She spins and spins and spins. pinwheel sky. causing whirlpools. She didn’t mean to. She just wanted to show him something. it stirs his stomach. She peels back the sky to uncover the moon. The moon reaches down and touches his face. shines on him. His waters calm.
and look. there are meteors and satellites and exploding stars.
he is silent but he smiles.
She is air. He is oxygen
Click on the “Pop Out Player” below. I’m not smart enough to figure it out and I don’t feel like trying to figure it out right now.
Lyrics to The Glove “Mouth to Mouth”
“Your body grows more beautiful
With every move you make
Your body grows more beautiful
With every bite I take
You won’t believe I love you
It’s too stupid for words
So I lick your trembling lips
And use your hands to feed the birds
I laid with you for hours
Staring at your face
I laid with you for hours
Remembering your taste
And when the morning came
It splattered us in light
I think I left you sleeping there
I think I left you sleeping…”
