Fall

by Danibears   Oct 31, 2006


Your beauty
astounds me

you change
into a dying
wish for more

you break
and fall
and lay forgotten

poor
crumpled
beauty

you are hidden
under snow
until you come again

spring replenishes you
and dead
almost before
you have lived
your time

oh sweet beauty
dont cry so
others dont
know your beauty
but i do

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