Autumn Now Carries taste of leaving Rain
Autumn Your Sweet fragrance conspire Slippers lose memory by the Doorway The tongue carries the taste of rainYou, the scent of deathDousing the fire, your sweetfragrance conspireCloud-kitchen churns in-uteroFrost-o-bedYour sweet fragrance conspire Slippers lose memory by the doorway,Bare foot a prick of dew,Living in the pages of a favouritebook,Sleeves soaked in pining anew, The slow […]
