It's that time of year
when veins of a leaf...
She steps into the colours
of autumn, turning her back...
Winter
cold and frosty mornings...
Every now and then
As my steps are slowed...
My view
Earthy tones...
She loved me here
among the ravenous mountains...
I am the rise and fall of October-
Leaves will turn color, shades...
Every day
I visit her...
I press my nose to a
window sill, kissing nature...
No artificial
colours or preservatives...
Ashes of summer
fall and settle upon a...
soft curls ebb and flow; gently
kissing the soles of my feet...