She had comet eyes, spit stars when she talked,

Boots left echoes on Saturn rock.

Painted the moon on her fingertip glass,

Tongue tasted clouds as the satellites passed.

I stepped where the water ran up the tree,

Leaves whispered backwards in binary.

She looked at me like I missed the clue —

Said, "Color don't lie, but the sky might do."

Skies bend down when her voice cracks light,

Grass turns blue in the afterflight.

I'm just a glitch in her quiet laugh,

She rides the lightning like a photograph.

The green sky

The blue grass

She said whuuuuuuu uuuuit u ut

She said whuuuuuut

Neon crow in a rose‑glass cage,

She drew maps in a stormcloud page.

Time got soft where her fingers slipped,

Turned my pulse to a vinyl skip.

We kissed in a shadow made of pure bass hum,

She hummed lullabies to a setting sun.

And right when the stars flipped upside down —

She blinked twice and I left the ground.

If you see the sky green, don’t look away,

The grass is blue when you’ve gone astray.

She said whuuuuut... like a secret code,

She said whuuuuuuut... and the whole world slowed.