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I am Autumns baby my bones align every Autumn season I come alive, rising from the earthy soil I'm Summers poison, my blood all hazey sunsets and leaf mulch It's just something about the way the dawn and dusk shaded leaves flutter delicately onto my bronze barked skin and the way the forest breathes, shedding it's summer shroud of green, canopy now thin anticipating the snarling undertow of winters frosty bite how the branches twist their arms and fingers, reaching up to the light, sky as blue as my doe eyes the sunsets are all for me, low and piercing, using her fiery fingers to stroke my face I dance naked with the birds, the trees and the sun, a blur of grace I'm all variations of brown, with the occasional pop of green my lungs house my earth and its flower children, in my rib cage built of twigs with a magic sheen my hair cascades like a molten copper mess I'm a reflection in a lake, beautiful crystal but a construct you cannot caress luke warm, barren branches and burning peat crows, shimmering sunsets and crunchy leaves under your feet I am Autumns darling KG
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:02 AM UTC
Come Autumn
I am Autumns baby my bones align every Autumn season I come alive, rising from the earthy soil I'm Summers poison, my blood all hazey sunsets and leaf mulch It's just something about the way the dawn and dusk shaded leaves flutter delicately onto my bronze barked skin and the way the forest breathes, shedding it's summer shroud of green, canopy now thin anticipating the snarling undertow of winters frosty bite how the branches twist their arms and fingers, reaching up to the light, sky as blue as my doe eyes the sunsets are all for me, low and piercing, using her fiery fingers to stroke my face I dance naked with the birds, the trees and the sun, a blur of grace I'm all variations of brown, with the occasional pop of green my lungs house my earth and its flower children, in my rib cage built of twigs with a magic sheen my hair cascades like a molten copper mess I'm a reflection in a lake, beautiful crystal but a construct you cannot caress luke warm, barren branches and burning peat crows, shimmering sunsets and crunchy leaves under your feet I am Autumns darling KG
Its something about the earthy air, I feel it deep in my bones
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:02 AM UTC
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