Upon this morning clear and crisp
leaves now fall from willow whisp,
Onto autumn's unleafy lair
sulking within branchy stare.
...
All the deeper tones surpass
wherein all doubts and fears amass,
Until a break appears alas
therein will fretted worries pass?
...
There is another level
deeper still it goes,
Farther into darkness
as sorrow is your prose.
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Here no unanswered questions
and wonder why you have so few,
I am in awe,
seeing what you always knew.
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On this autumn harvest night
wherein a moon burns orangey bright,
While embers light the darkened skies
and falling leaves wave last goodbyes,
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A fire now burns
but not for you,
Your wax-like heart
melts within view.
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He prowls within the longest night
Before the winter shows her white,
Amongst dark woods, deep out of sight
As black as skies devoid of light.
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~Finality~
Arabesque sprawling,
needing, seeking your ever-dimming halo.
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