walking through the forest
a chill in the breeze
inhaling the clear air
breathing with such ease
leaves turning gold, amber
autumn settling in
season of moonlit mist
set under my skin
eventually it ends
crystal flakes drifting lightly
carried by a winter gust
snow reflecting brightly
winter’s grip holds so strong
will it ever cease?
i wish for days of autumn
and winter’s release
-l.s.
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 5:36 PM UTC
walking through the forest
a chill in the breeze
inhaling the clear air
breathing with such ease
leaves turning gold, amber
autumn settling in
season of moonlit mist
set under my skin
eventually it ends
crystal flakes drifting lightly
carried by a winter gust
snow reflecting brightly
winter’s grip holds so strong
will it ever cease?
i wish for days of autumn
and winter’s release
-l.s.
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