I describe us as the autumn -
Crisp, as the morning breeze grazes against our skin,
Colourful, like the leaves falling gracefully from above,
Captivating, as the sunset's glow draws ever closer.
But behind all that magnificent splendour - decay
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 5:21 PM UTC
I describe us as the autumn -
Crisp, as the morning breeze grazes against our skin,
Colourful, like the leaves falling gracefully from above,
Captivating, as the sunset's glow draws ever closer.
But behind all that magnificent splendour - decay