Leaves,
Flying flawlessly mid air.
As I would dance, in your orange shadows of lost green.
Receiving nothing, but, breezy kisses of gusty fall.
We sway and twirl painting skies
Oozing shadows, now becoming decor of anew.
Floors being swept with flesh of summers past.
All dancing and tumbling in an ocean of skies.
Drowning paths with forgotten lush and past.
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 4:11 PM UTC
Leaves,
Flying flawlessly mid air.
As I would dance, in your orange shadows of lost green.
Receiving nothing, but, breezy kisses of gusty fall.
We sway and twirl painting skies
Oozing shadows, now becoming decor of anew.
Floors being swept with flesh of summers past.
All dancing and tumbling in an ocean of skies.
Drowning paths with forgotten lush and past.
