A subtle scent winds through the soft breeze, Carrying slight sweetness and the crispness of fresh autumn apples Gingerly, I pluck one from an outstretched branch, Feeling its cold, smooth skin in my little hands
Category: Freestyle
Twisted Charade
Repeating the twisted dance we've waltzed Many times before, A performance imbued with such sweet suffering
Intertwine
Reaching farther with quivering fingers Will a hand branch out, Intertwining with mine?
Pulling Strings
Slender strings strung tight, You shamble forward, One forced step at a time Free will, freedom, dreams, All a hopeless ideal, The strings control Your every move
Time Capsule
A single moment captured In the silk of forever, The beautiful fragility of time
