I'm a browning leaf
Caught in an eternal autumn
Watching as the sun
Gently strokes the ripening fruits.
The thicket blocks the rays
And I just watch alone
As spring rolls on by
Without me

the people who
possess
the
gifts from God
lord
i want to know
that
i've watch them
spread their
wings of faith
in
the winter snow
when
these fields are
made of gold

in the wisps of mist
stroking the curves
of a sleeping mountain
I hear a call

husky tones
siphoned off
by a cold wind
mocking

I see you still
as a filtered moon
drifts over my lashes
quivering

like the scent of you
as we dance
skin to skin
close

he said close your eyes
and follow me
I was ten I did it
he touched me
I thought it was fine
I closed my eyes and clenched my hands
I let it happen
over and over
too afraid to tell anyone
only to regret it for eternity