I lean towards the evening sun
My body feels beloved and warm
My arms hold tight the wind's embrace
In leaves and blossoms I have raised
When flowers dance to breeze's chime
In golden dark and crimson shine
And night creeps over land and sea
As happiness and sunshine flee
My petals leave this bloom of me
And waltz to my last elegy.
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 10:31 AM UTC
I lean towards the evening sun
My body feels beloved and warm
My arms hold tight the wind's embrace
In leaves and blossoms I have raised
When flowers dance to breeze's chime
In golden dark and crimson shine
And night creeps over land and sea
As happiness and sunshine flee
My petals leave this bloom of me
And waltz to my last elegy.
