Influenced by twilight
  mesmerizing eyes
digging further into Fall.

Giants in the sky
circling dark to white,
  now orange to pink.

Double rainbow slashing
up, disappearing into hill.

Orphans of leaves following you.

Head full of reflections
sunk into grass.

Her movements wave hypnotic wands in front of me.

Turbulent strings quivering from
  invisible fingers recklessly playing
blue thunder.

Nameless now as ever before
  her excellent ghost which
    lights me.

Why do you rage inside me
  when the flames have lost
all sound?