əˈTHirēəl (ethereal)

Ink on wood panel.

11x14"

Simplicity in the words you speak
Promises fall from your lips
Secrets hidden in the shadows
As the light reveals the bitter truth
Dainty voices whisper
In an attempt to clear the air
My eyes cannot forget
The depth of your daunting stare
Quivering as I listen
Afraid to catch my breath
All will be forgiven
When I feel your light caress.
- Emily Minor | MAINĀ