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ArtistMy Lady derives Delight From driving late at Night Up mesas sprouting Churches We can't see Without a moon Past spotted fauns Grazing on grasses Towards a lake landing in June Slightly stoned as we Skip stones Upon a mirror in the Night Ripples radiate From pin prick light Nary a flag in Sight And while I watch the Road My Lay dee tells me Jokes Jocular "That's what she said's" With a nod to Michael Scott "That's what they called me back in high school" Is another used a lot Slightly less stoned As we drive home Black river rising From the ditch Dimples rise 'neath Hazel eyes And I'm alive Inside her Sights This memory is ours a loan Time once was One could cradle a phone These few moments of our love story I'd wish to transcend time Even though I know They won't
A detailed quilling artwork depicts a fantastical night scene with a couple in a convertible, text, and other elements. The quilling technique gives the image a textured, layered appearance, with intricate paper strips coiled and shaped to form various elements.
The background is a dark blue night sky, meticulously crafted from quilled paper strips, with subtle color variations creating depth. Two large, luminous full moons, also formed from quilled paper, glow brightly, casting a soft light on the scene. Small quilled stars are scattered across the sky, adding to the nighttime ambiance.
In the upper left quadrant of the image, white quilled letters form a poem or text snippet: "And while I watch the loorn Time once was One could cradle Jark's Ovitn a sod Wicher socrt Theses what they calledo me From the diich I'd wish a high ochoan Even though I now Thay".
In the upper right quadrant, another set of white quilled letters forms text: "Slightly less stodn As wes home Black en rising From the rich Dimples rise 'nead Hazel eyes And I'm alive Inside her Theyo ito't Sights".
Below the sky, a landscape
