August Sihlouette

Whispers of wind tangle through the sky,
carrying it far away
The thoughts of living directs the flight,
yet you can't stop shaking.

Leaves of autumn cast distressful coats
to the colours who paint epic dreams.
You start to dance entrancingly
reciting a sweep of poetry.

Music floats through ear to ear
yet not adjacent with air.
Inflicting the movement of every thought
yet disabling the strength of mind.

Inattentive eyes graze farther to
seeing the canvas of him.
looming upon an august silhouette,
seeing yourself shaking.