Like a string I strum
Like a melody you hum
Like a song sung by eternal wind
A breeze levitating our hair
Two traveling leaves aware
As they float on; entwined
Where it’s always Fall
Yet they never fall
Leaving behind twigs that crawl
In a bright, cement paved trail
Stomped in footsteps prevailed
They continue their journey
A current pushing forward
An infinite gust restored
A beautiful, vibrating cord
That we strum, and we hum
Tunes crafted from our soul
Symphonies orchestrated whole
Notes carried out on our guitar
Carved from the heart
Reminders of how far
These leaves have blown
How high theses wings have flown
Veins which pertain our strength
Arguments never fit to last
Refreshed by our tightened grasp
Returns a yearned relapse
We are they, and they are
Impenetrable leaves
Crumble they do not
A reliable, untieable knot