Apple Orchard

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

Time Capsule

A single moment captured In the silk of forever, The beautiful fragility of time

Picturesque

I dash throughout the field of grass, Emerald blades tickling my bare legs My brothers follow after, All of us laughing and playing together A picturesque summer day

Falling

I swore I could see the moon, Majestic and beautiful, Reflected in your hazel eyes At that moment, I wanted nothing more Than to fall into the moon, Drowning in its lunar embrace

Special Dish

A beautiful mixture, Unmatched by any other dish The human soul, What incredible flavor For such an ugly meal