Crescent wisps on rolling stones
swivel bubbling ember to burn.
Sizzling jewels on moss thrones,
redwood embellishes withering fern.
Showers of September rinse
sunset in mellowed strides.
Lustrous pink rivulets wince
on shimmering green slides.
The lonely squirrel rolls in bed
to drench in soothing musk tide.
Cuddled mist drizzles the red
veil of fir seeds on the hillside.
Fiery twigs write velvet songs
on your pier of echoing lights.
My tender soul on bridge longs
to melt with iridescent nights.
Hush! Golden sequins bloom
in tunnels of moistened birch.
In Celeste's gorgeous room,
I witness our emotions perch.
Our crimson desires fuse
on dew-kissed bluebells.
September begins to cruise
on footprints of silver shells.
August 31, 2020
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Copyright © Aditi Mishra | Year Posted 2020
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