Reach out and touch. There’s beauty in what’s found and what’s made.

Wherever I go, you will bring me home. As the daylight fades, she’s starry eyed.

Seasons change, but she always finds her way way back to the shore. With dewy skin, a smudged eye and little else.

I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel. Smoky-eyed and ready for sundown; Jeet Pavlovic is our disco muse.

She was everything, and then some. Straddle the space between shadow and light in the best of luminous beauty.