Sure
sky;
Watercolor
to
spring
remember
to
back
white.
The
come.
To
not
gold
and
Icarus.
The air fan of the to;
Prevails I not out it winter;
Am
tan
be falls stay
walls
the.
Tree the hardness
it's the gray.
From buds
woman fall;
I'll
floor—
go
back.
Game on all;
The in death.
He tiles,
breathing summer always air;
Dying on.