Fall Furioso
Just around the corner
Dewey leaves and dawn mist
a leaf tumbles
From its weary branch
Gold and rust
It twists
Swirls and rocks
Vivid canvas
Fall through the almost still.
Inhale the winds breath .
Something of the fire almost
Amber to orange to red
In flame.
Say goodbye,
strong breeze and million cries
Reveal morsels of skin.
Another time
Another breeze touching first sound
Envious eyes on back.
Let that happen again
Let it be inhaled in the toasty warm of
The parting fragrance
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