Fall bloom, summer falling eld.
The crisp kiss of a pleading farewell.
The first hello of a cantaloupe dream.
Fading leaves; shedding its skin.
The kids in trunks,
hands tied together, a vowed bond to last a lifetime.
Jumping into the forbidden lake;
A hurried plash from wet, parading feet.
Flaxen, cold skin,
A gaze to the wuthering sky’s of storms.
Shy smiles, first kisses.
Fall,
She lives a Dive in our dreams.
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
Fall bloom, summer falling eld.
The crisp kiss of a pleading farewell.
The first hello of a cantaloupe dream.
Fading leaves; shedding its skin.
The kids in trunks,
hands tied together, a vowed bond to last a lifetime.
Jumping into the forbidden lake;
A hurried plash from wet, parading feet.
Flaxen, cold skin,
A gaze to the wuthering sky’s of storms.
Shy smiles, first kisses.
Fall,
She lives a Dive in our dreams.
"Dive" in this case, is referring to a rich man. I hope I don't confuse anyone with that.
