The color of her tears
The color of her sorrow
The color of the poison in her hands
The color of her lips
After taking a fatal sip
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 4:16 PM UTC
Leaves cover the grass like snow in the winter
The chill nips at my ankles like a playful puppy
I live around a fire,
Warming my cold hands
Walks during the evening are heaven
Family gatherings are abundant
And filled with laughter and joy
Autumn is when I'm happiest
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 3:55 PM UTC