As the rain passes by, the autumn leaves peek through
the acorns tumbled down the earth, it felt like home again.
we sat by the fire alone ,the words fell out
a whisper of ember
felt like fire lit up in an ice cold aura
locks with delicate crinkled waves like the maple leaves
that get flown away by  cold breezes
your eyes freckled  with gold and a gaze of raw honey
the notion I left behind with the remains of
ash and smoke from sparks of the dying fire. - Opal

To be able to take things like a breeze;
Let fate pass by in the flow of time ;
To be able to enjoy the little time we have in our short and sweet lives ;
A blessing indeed ;
A laugh as adorable as a lamb;
Eyes that shine in curiosity as of a new soul happy to be a part of the grand scheme of things ;
To be able to be in bliss in such a vicious cycle of life;
A free soul indeed.
                                          -Opal.

The tension among the stars to glaze the sky better than the other;
The serene gaze of the pale light from the night's jewel grasps our sight;
the void that fills the mind and spills over the brim of our souls;
The little eyes that dazzle our thoughts away,
leaving us with nothing to lose,
just like the fleeting veils of white that drift away.
                                                                    - Opal.

The lush green leaves that bathe in the glory of  the sun;
        golden leaves of age fading away as the wind rises;
        the tears of joy that linger onto leaves on a new beginning ;
        the canopies that  stage the songbirds'  orchestras ;
        the creek that shimmers in the chuckles of the children of light;
          the young little blossoms that lie on the tender grass bed;
          to reach the highest and embrace the warmth and the
           radiance of a star,
            as passionate as you. - Opal.