As unloved words
fall apart
to single letters
autumning
soil

The caramel touches
complementing
the smitten pleasantness
crystallized  into
the sweet softness

You asked me to feel the colors ; I bloomed
Orange and red overflowed my sorrow
I succeed

You asked me to follow the sun ; I parachuted
The trust of our hands - my confident cords
landed calmly
behind the mask

Blue dragons
painted by fragility of porcelain hand
they never leave their vases

as lonely as the tide,
love is out of reach,
the perfections of the
waves with their
tangy blue airs
like liquid silks.

Orchard
devoted to the touch
her downy reddish yellow skin
admirably pleasing his lips

Leaves  
don't sink into oblivion
autumn-pilgrim
enshrines their colors
in sacred place
memory of summer