soft memories
take delight in the aftermath
soft, churning leaves
autumn fills this winding path
catch my heart please
it's delicate when it breaks in half
soft memories
beneath moonlight we see the dance
soft memories
take delight in the aftermath
soft, churning leaves
I don't know which way is daft
I'm shivering
somewhere close by, there's a draft
soft memories
of sitting alone on this raft
YOU ARE READING
sat by the ocean
Költészetphotos are not mine!!! caution: chapter two has an image of a real animal skull. just in case anybody would be uncomfy! (continued onto Laying By The Ocean)
