Monday, August 8, 2016

The Fall

I feel the leaves of you 
Wrestling under my skin 
It's always fall , in this place 

I sit in the warmth 
Watch trees changing shape 

I can't walk to winter 
Leaving you behind 

I hesitate in every moment 
Trying to find 

A smile in the silence 
Bringing you here 

I'm stepping on keys 
Black and white 
Can you still hear 

The scream of breaking me open 
The smell of home on your fingers 

I lie here now 
Leaves blowing in the wind 
Midnight of winter moving in 

I stay here quiet and alone 
Hoping you will meet me here