I've Walked a Myriad of country roads
Places that are nowhere and everywhere

I've stepped into the deep and endless woods
Therein a billion tall, slender spirits

Old souls watched as I walked in between them
Patches of daylight played in fluttered spats

Bright daylight, it cuts into eyes and mind
Like memories fixed in a Déjà vu

Hidden beneath the mosiac floor, a love
Shining brightly as an October day

I've Watched leaves tumbling down from perfect skies
like soft kisses between falling dancers

Just as my heart tumbles out of its' place
recalling falling leaves and soft kisses



© P.M.H 12/22/2011