We are creatures that cant be seen in the night
We give most a fright...
The gloom marigold sits in the soil
Watching the ruby red roses...
Squeeze me...
Hold me tight...
Cactus waving hi,
while driving by...
A lone, I sit in the country side
scuffing my feet in soil...
On top a dock
unraveled rope...
There is something just so spectacular about fall...
Our ears hear that of restless trees,
The wind blowing gently on the flowers...
One last breath,
like a million screaming fires...
Flaming red hair, burning, yearning.
A vibrant dress of colors that...
A whistle rides the air,
On a gentle breeze...
The heaven's little beauties
One by one, randomly appear before you...