Sunday, September 22, 2013

Surrender to those lucid dreams

And the green fades,
fades to a softer tone
golden brownish it becomes
in contrast to the outside cold

You breathe a different air 
And feel a different touch
The presence of a new world
Is it felt all around?

welcome home you Autumn mood
you're free to shape my perspective
demolish all I've built up
to fulfill your own craving

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