The beginning of autumn. A blooming flower. Green tea. Snowflakes. Lush grass. Vacant fields. Never ending skies. Emerald foliage. Foxes darting across the street. Adults at play. Nature's song. My life. All of this, and more.
Into cinders I shall burn To smoke I shall fade From juniper I shall be reborn But into your arms I shall always fall Cherishing the scent of your skin
I hear the crystal clarity of The bells Silver Their persistent chatter A thousand chittering birds Glass shattering Madness Kissing my lips because of The bells Silver A warm touch Brushes my cheekbone Then Silence Nothingness The bells Silver Clatter to the floor I no longer hear the crystal clarity of The bells These silver bells
I lie here Cold sheets embrace me Remind me That when the sun rises The fog will still be there I lie there Warm arms embrace me Remind me That when the sun rises You will still be there