Let us lay
beneath blankets of eternity.
Timeless.
Nothing moves.
I am so devastatingly
entranced with you
and what will grow.
Born.
Shed this
coccoon of whispered yearning
down
to expose
naked sound,
burning.
Echoed.
Leave me
soft and tender
fetally curled into
my own September
waiting for the hush
of fallen heart-shaped leaves
across my lawn.
Cradled.
It comes in different shades
but from one
pallette.
We work together,
dropping the cliches
to accept
whatever weather
manifests
here.
Blossom.
Awesome ecosystems
unfold
within our quest
for harmonious
preservation.
Otherworldly.
We are
a little planet,
unraveling
life
from day to day...