lost summer uttered in between our paper breaths
folded into the corner of the box of glass
as the autumn leaves fill my pockets with falling echoes
winter ghosts haunting me with the sorrow of snow
lost track of the changing colors of the seasons
reeking with imagination I flew through Utopia
masked with iridescent hues of Euphoria
she was chasing the waves with crystal chariots
illuminated in the kaleidoscopic dream of Her
leaping from the bounds of the 'now'
nowhere losing herself in between her own phrases
