Indescribable
...I can only feel this cold sensation brush against my feet
The warmth crispen my fingertips
As you walk on by
The aromas that I smell around this environment
My sight
Indescribable
I f...
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Categories:
crispen, depression,
Form: Free verse
Autumn Song
...The crispen lips of autumn
when pumpkin leaflets fill the air
and sing-ed wood is smoking bare is freedom.
It's the crackle 'neath your bundled feet
and scarves tied loose and apple pinched cheek...
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Categories:
crispen, life, love, nature, seasons,
Form: I do not know?