Dos de Copas / II of Cups
Pancho Pescador
Ink on paper
5.5 x 9.5 inches
$250
Elixirs of hope
attract and collide
through celestial liquid light
within the caves of your bones
Drink
Breathe
Change
Trust the alchemy behind your eyes
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We drink each other’s wine to the last drop.
Intoxicated in blood we reach the skies.
We dance and fall asleep, the Summer dies.
A dark lonely Winter’s coldest breeze and all the dreams we missed.