Erratic 2 - Lantern Festival

I remember, the peachy maple leaves that fell like melting butter painting the cold, grey ground into a dying red. In ankle-high boots, I reached out for your disappearing figure. The festive candle-lights and cheeky children; The couple on the bridge professing their love; The stall owners smiling like cunning foxes, their tails wagging happily - Everything, blended into a rainbow avalanche. I remember, feeling my heart drop. Drop past the cold pavements, Drop past the earthen roots of the trees, And into an expanse of nothingness. I ran to catch up to your disappearing shadow... I remember, a jade green river with golden fish. Then there was you, surrounded by red lights. Your hair glistened in the dark and on your face there was a cheeky grin. You stuck out your hand And in that moment, There was this moment, of peace. Firey orange lights flew up into the sky Accompanied by the prayers of thousands, As if they were the liberated souls of the decaying leaves.